JBR VISUALS TV https://rad.live/content/channel/b0672da7-ad23-4e89-bbc2-b8465b5f25a9/ I once got lost in a subway tunnel—not physically, but in my mind. The walls pulsed with stories I couldn’t quite translate, the air thick with a too loud, too fast world. In that moment, my thoughts went to color—graffiti morphed into poetry, sound waves bent into brushstrokes, and the ordinary world rewired itself into something only I could see. Women’s faces emerged, blooming with fragmented perception, while ancient goddesses danced around a fire. This is an ode to the way a neurodivergent mind reshapes reality, finding rhythm in the chaos and the in-between. It’s about navigating a world that often doesn’t fit, yet somehow creating a symphony out of the noise.-JBR Click Clack Dough (Drop, drop, drop—then flyin) Baby boy, stop frontin’— Steel bendin', we cuttin’— Cold stares, yeah, they huntin’— Clock click, clack dough, heart’s broken’— Verse: Smile fake wide, grit hide in the laugh, Built this throne from street-corner math. No clean crown, just the weight, Reflections hit too late. Pre-Chorus: What’s clout, if it’s borrowed? What’s love, if it’s hollow? If you feel me, crack that frame— Let the truth slip through the flame. Chorus: Drop (Drop, drop, drop—then flyin) Baby boy, stop frontin’— Steel bendin', we cuttin’— Cold stares, yeah, they huntin’— Clock click, clack dough, heart’s broken’— Outro: We wear masks, still breathin’— But the past, yeah, it’s teasin’— This ain’t glam, it’s grind— Not a filter, just a sign. Format: Mp4 Base: .0017 Duration: .30 Dimensions: 9:16 Music: Click Clack Dough A JBR Audio Visual AI Collaboration Link to Trailer: https://rad.live/watch/feature/09e5aa1d-6dc8-4827-bb13-181016711241/