Open tabs like a card deck Coffee cold beside the keys Cursor blinks, it wants a story I got ten ideas, maybe three Prompt box, I feed it pieces Stack the shapes, watch them align One more tweak, then one more tweak Now it sounds like it was mine Everybody's chasing speed Everybody wants the edge But the best ones move like water And still know where to land Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make it real tonight Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make the rough parts shine I don't need perfect I need alive Type it, ship it And let it ride New tool drops on Monday morning By Friday it’s already old One says drag, one says reason One says free but guards the gold Demo loops on every timeline Same ten clips, same wow face I just want a thing that listens Then gets out of the way Everybody's chasing speed Everybody wants the edge But the cleanest work comes faster When the aim stays fixed in place Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make it real tonight Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make the rough parts shine I don't need perfect I need alive Type it, ship it And let it ride Some days it guesses wrong Some days it reads my mind Some days I break the whole thing Then build it back in time It’s not magic, it’s a mirror It reflects what you bring So I bring sharp questions And a little bit of swing Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make it real tonight Type it, ship it Type it, ship it Make the rough parts shine I don't need perfect I need alive Type it, ship it And let it ride ©️ D10G3N Records | 19.07.2026