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[Intro]
They call me Head—yeah it's short for Airhead, but I still own it
My minds messed up, but still I haven't blown it
Built a brand from bruises, turned the pain to power
Yeah this is Headrik—complicated by the hour
[Verse]
Started in the squared circle where i learned to fall
Until my spine was fractured, couldn't wrestle at all
But I didn't quit—pivoted instead,
created Rik Riley's Believe It or Not, just to butter my bread
I'm a Jack-of-all-trades because I had to be
Graphic design, podcasts, DIY degree
Got no credentials, just results & scars
I'm the self-taught king under broken stars
My memory's a glitch, but still my mind stays sharp
My pattern recognition cuts through my dark
I'm a little brain damaged, but I’ll compensate
With my verbal agility—watch me navigate
[Chorus]
I'm an enigma wrapped in contradiction
Public heel, locker room face with conviction
Airheads my nickname but I'm razor-keen
The anomaly that you've never seen
I'm Headrik—flawed & inconsistent
Yeah Headrik—somehow still persistent
Complicated tapestry, I'm the only thread
Erik "Head" Briley—long live head
[Verse]
Dual persona—heel mode activated
Sarcasm loaded, confrontation calibrated
Don't disrespect my business, or I'll dismantle your take
Wrestling is realer than the people fake
But one-on-one? I'm gentle as they come
A pleaser, a protector, but uncomfortable with some
I Trust too early, i give too much away
The babyface in real life, the heel for the display
Schizophrenic episodes, psychosis in the mix
Mania keeps knocking, but I know this glitch
Mental health's a storm that I navigate alone
I turn the chaos into art, this microphone's my throne
[Bridge]
They beat me down, but couldn't break my core
Their fists taught me what's really worth fighting for
Not revenge—nah, that's too clean
I fight for control of my own scene
My legacy echoes through the void
Cross me & you'll find pain deployed
Into rhythm, into sound, into brand
Solo architect with blood on my hands
Memory fragments, & trust that's guarded
But I joke about all the parts I've discarded
I'm Self-aware enough to know I'm strange
But I'm comfortable living in this range
[Verse]
I'm a father, creator, nerd, & more
Podcaster, writer, settling the score
With every syllable, reclaiming my name
Headrik is always rising from the flames
Not a hero or a villain in this tale
Just a man who learned to set his own sail
Survival's my resume, endurance my degree
You want credentials?
Just look at me!
Loyal to the boys & loyal to the art
Wrestling's in my blood, it's embedded in my heart
You wanna call it fake? I'll educate your soul
Cracking that skull—that's my role
[Outro]
So this was the story, raw & unrefined
A broken brain & a dangerous mind
Not despite my flaws—because of them instead
That's the legend that they call Airhead
Rik Riley's Believe It or Not—the brand, the mission
One man army, no permission
Headrik—the enigma, the anomaly, the thread
Erik "Head" Briley—long live Head
Details
GeneratedJan 5, 2026
Duration4:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
alternative rock, 2000s inspired, aggressive verses with melodic sung chorus heavy guitar, alternative rock, rock
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