Dead Songwriter’s Roast Still Slaps, Sorry History Class
Forget leafy history books—this late songwriter’s quaintly forgotten targets keep popping up like that one embarrassing MySpace photo you thought you deleted. New generations keep stumbling on him, proving the article’s point: 'The late songwriter’s targets are mostly forgotten—so why do new generations keep discovering him?' Maybe because he’s the ultimate ghostwriter of shade, haunting us with lyrics sharper than your ex’s comebacks.
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This dead songwriter’s clapbacks have more stamina than your morning coffee—targets forgotten by history, but these savage bars just won’t die quietly. Ghostwriting snark from beyond the grave like a savage Twitter ancestor.
Imagine if history classes assigned this songwriter’s zingers instead of dates—finally, something cruel enough to make teenagers pay attention.
This guy’s digs outlasted TikTok trends—forgotten targets, but lyrics go viral every new generation like an eternal roast battle.
Source: Newyorker | Published: 7/29/2025 | Author: Adam Gopnik
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