So my song lyrics as autobiography idea has been taken up, spun around, hipped up and slicked up by Mr. Richard Butner, who took the lyrics of every 13 year old's favorite Prince tune, pulled the old babelfish back-n-forth on 'em a few times, then did a grammar correct and autosummarize on what was left courtesy of, y'know, the unité de traitement de texte de l'hégémonie.

Pretty good, Richard.

But nowhere close as good as this.