Correct. It was a misunderstanding. From what I remember someone from Al’s label said he had the go ahead from Coolio to do the parody. Only after it was released did Coolio make public statements about it, and Al tried to apologize but I don’t think Coolio was having it.

I don’t know how copyright law applies to satire but in my head, a parody of a song uses enough of the original material that you’d still need permission.

As someone who was a professional musician for several decades, from my experience, anyone seeking to record and release a cover of someone else’s song needs to specifically seek permission in writing from the artist, either through their label or legal rep. If they’re seeking to monetize that cover then contracts and/or agreements need to be signed. Just dropping a cover without going through those steps invites serious legal trouble.

Artists and labels retain the right to deny permission to anyone seeking to do a cover of any song still protected under copyright law. I recall a specific incident years ago between Weird Al and Coolio about this. (Although Weird Al does parodies and not straight covers, same laws apply.)

Just pour it over the engine. Make sure you give it a good thorough coat. It’ll work its way in.

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Something deliberately unserious.

Even if OP is trying to piss off someone or make a statement of some sort, done is a way that’s some combination of hyperbole, satire, and polemic. But the point is that it’s unserious.

After careful consideration I have come to the following conclusion on this issue:

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Vulcans

Those heartless green-blooded bastards…

“Eh, been better.”

I feel like that response is real without oversharing, and invites someone to respond however they want. If they care, they can ask what’s up, or they can just say, “aw bummer man, hope it gets better for you,” or whatever.

Ah, I see you’re back for your periodic dose of Your-Mom-Is-Full-Of-Shit.

Reminds me of my own mom. When I was younger and started writing my own stuff, she’d similarly complain that what I wrote was too negative. So I demanded she supply me with a topic she’d approve of, and she came back with - and I’m seriously not making this up - “Making children happy at Christmas!”

Yeah, I never wrote that song.

You do you bro. Write whatever dark shit is in you to write. I don’t have to tell you why it’s a good thing - you already innately know why. Don’t show it to your mom because she doesn’t get it and stop pretending she will.

I’m the kind of acidic fuck who’d say something like, “Mom, you know why I’m so negative? Because it was your job to raise me as a positive kid and you failed. And it’s a failure you’ll never be able to atone for.”

What people are trying to warn you about here is the danger of relying too much on an external source to feed you understanding of a thing without showing you how to come to that understanding in your own.

Consider the “teach a man to fish,” analogy. You use an LLM to spoon-feed you the meaning of a book, well, okay, you now have a greater understanding of that book. The LLM did not teach you how to better understand books in general. That’s going to take much more intellectual effort, which is better done talking to other people with expertise in analyzing literature, and trust me, it’s worth that effort.

This is what people are getting at when they use terms like “outsourcing your thinking.” We owe it to ourselves to resist that temptation to take the path of least intellectual resistance.

On top of my birthday cake of course!

I have a cheap tv in my bedroom but I hardly ever use it. Anything I want to watch I would rather use my main TV in the living room, and even that’s rare these days. I pretty much only put on the bedroom tv when I’m folding clothes.

Hot single moms in my area.

“Earworm”

Like, get it out, please.

The unrelenting dread and fear of something horrifying and terrible happening to the ones I love.

The lingering resentment and intense loathing towards an ex spouse who abused me daily for almost 15 years.

Dead Tamagotchi from 1998 to remind myself of my failures as a caregiver.

The ever-evolving concept for a music album that perfectly encapsulates my life experiences, from the good to the awful, and what they’ve taught me about myself.

Deadpool keychain charm.

I have two hands.

It’s also a reference to the film Deliverance, where the hillbillies get a little…frisky.

Film is worth a watch. Don’t plan anything for the rest of your day though.

“POLICE! DON’T MOVE!”

Underwear by Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

Still relevant.

Edit: Posting a runner-up, The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell

From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,

And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.

Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,

I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.

When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

Enjoying my day off. Grilling a steak and just being in the moment. Found out yesterday that my ex got herself a new girlfriend so we probably won’t be hooking up for a while. But I can wait until she fucks this one up lol. Ay least it frees me up to focus my efforts elsewhere.