[Intro]
Yeah…
This one’s for the prince with the paper crown.
Listen close.
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[Verse 1]
He grew up thinkin’ every room should bow when he walk in,
Raised on fairy tales, yeah, he never learned caution.
Got a smile sharp enough to cut, he call it “confidence,”
But every move he makes is just fear in a different costume.
Talk big talk but he’s empty when the lights fade,
Wants the throne, but he never earned the right to claim.
Wanna be a king but he can’t even face pain—
A fragile little ego wrapped tight like a gold chain.
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[Hook]
He’s not lonely enough
To ever look inside.
Not broken enough
To see the mess he hides.
Walkin’ like the world
Should kneel where he stands—
But his fragile little kingdom
Keeps slippin’ out his hands.
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[Verse 2]
Thinks power means takin’, never learned what respect is,
Got a heart locked up ’cause he’s scared of rejection.
Grew up thinkin’ feelings make a man weak,
But that emptiness inside? Yeah, that’s what makes him bleed.
He calls himself a prince, but he actin’ like a ghost,
Tryna haunt every woman just to feel like he’s in control.
But insecurity’s a hunger he can’t ever feed—
He ain’t royalty, he’s just trapped in his own greed.
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[Hook]
He’s not lonely enough
To ever look inside.
Not broken enough
To see the mess he hides.
Walkin’ like the world
Should kneel where he stands—
But his fragile little kingdom
Keeps slippin’ out his hands.
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[Bridge]
Mirror, mirror—
Why the crown look crooked?
Truth hit different
When the world stop lookin’.
Wants devotion
Without givin’ any back—
That’s why every throne he sits on
Cracks.
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[Final Verse]
Princess in his mind, but a child in his actions,
Confusin’ domination with emotional traction.
Still chasin’ validation like a prize,
Scared to be alone, scared to realize—
Everything he wanted was a lie he inherited,
A script that he followin’ without ever questionin’.
The world don’t owe you, boy—
Grow up, understand:
You ain’t a ruler
Just ’cause you demand.
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[Outro Hook]
He’s not lonely enough
To learn how to love.
Not humble enough
To rise above.
Still walkin’ like the world
Should kneel where he stands—
But his fragile little kingdom
Keeps slippin’ out his hands.
BLACKLARK
