Body Count Is a Scam Invented by Men Who Can't Cook
You slept with 20 people? Disgusting. He slept with 40? A legend. I'm tired. The math ain't mathing and I have a whole song about it.
Alt-Pop · R&B · Explicit
I'm not your fantasy. I'm your reckoning.
A 13-track mood escalation from arrival through full domination. Three acts. No apologies. Made for the ones who can handle it — and the ones who think they can.
Notify Me When It DropsMid-20s. Cisgender woman. Thick, curvy, dark hair, dark lipstick, gold teeth optional depending on mood. Bisexual and proud of it — eats men and women alike for breakfast and doesn't apologize for either.
Equal parts Megan Thee Stallion confidence, Doja Cat menace, Rico Nasty rage, FKA Twigs sensuality, and Lana Del Rey cinematic darkness. Her voice is a husky alto with a cigarette rasp that switches between sultry whisper-rap, full-chest belt, and pure feral scream depending on the track.
Her mission: make you question your diet, your loyalty, and your entire worldview by track 7. By track 13, you're either obsessed or destroyed. There is no middle ground.
A note: Vixen Rae is an AI-generated artist persona — a creative project built on a concept, a voice, and a point of view. The music, the words, the attitude: all intentional, all real in the ways that matter. The face isn't. We're not hiding it.
I'm not your fantasy.
— Vixen Rae, Persona Bible
I'm your reckoning.
And you're gonna eat me alive —
or I'll eat you first.
You slept with 20 people? Disgusting. He slept with 40? A legend. I'm tired. The math ain't mathing and I have a whole song about it.
Eve didn't sin. She got curious. There's a difference. I wrote this song in one sitting at 3am after leaving a church bake sale. I'm not explaining further.
"But who do you really prefer?" Both. Neither. The question itself. I prefer people who ask better questions. This is your only warning.
When a man calls you wife material he means: compliant, contained, and available. Track 4 is my formal response. You're welcome.
I recorded three versions. Version one was polished. Version two was good. Version three was me forgetting I was being recorded and just losing my mind. We used version three.
I'm not angry. I'm precise. There's a difference. Anger is uncontrolled. What I have is a detailed list of grievances and a home recording studio.