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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Count scars like primes on my wrist
Skip every even, never miss
I grew up solving problems
Till the problems started solving me
Graph paper spread on the floor
Draw lines through every closed door
Turn pain into equations
Proof written in my heartbeat
[Chorus]
I got fractals on my fingers
Patterns in my veins
Every angle that you trigger
Finds a new way out the cage
I don't break, I rearrange
Twist the chaos, change the frame
Yeah, my rage is long division
Cutting straight through all your games
[Verse 2]
You talk tough in simple terms
I talk tough in nested curves
Your world stuck in one-four time
Mine jagged like shattered nerves
I flip the count
One, two, three, then five (hey!)
Hit on the "and"
Watch it come alive
You can't follow where I go
But you feel it in your spine
[Bridge]
Who decided straight lines win?
Who designed these rules I'm in?
Tilt the axis
Shift the grid
Every limit
I outwit
[Chorus]
I got fractals on my fingers
Patterns in my veins
Every angle that you trigger
Finds a new way out the cage
I don't break, I rearrange
Twist the chaos, change the frame
Yeah, my rage is long division
Cutting straight through all your games
Details
GeneratedJan 19, 2026
Duration2:01
LanguageFrench
Style
rap, Rap-rock hybrid with female vocals, live-band energy. Angular math-rock guitars in odd-meter riffs, tight bass locking to stuttering drums that flip between half-time crush and double-time bursts. Verses spit sharp-edged, pocketed rap; chorus explodes in shouted gang vocals and octave lead, with stop-start hits highlighting key lyric phrases. Brief glitchy guitar break before the final hook, vocals pushed forward and slightly overdriven for grit., rock, math rock
Credits
Prompt by
Batman
BatmanModelAria v5
Prompt
female, rap, rock, math rock
