Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sugar on the table
But it’s not sweet, it’s a brick
Gingerbread house in the projects
Candy cane lines on the dish
Red bow on the package, gift-wrapped sin
Grandma in the kitchen think I’m bakin' again
Ghost in the hallway, creaks when I step
Whispers in the vents say I’m next, I’m next
[Chorus]
Red bow on the brick, call it holiday snow
Gingerbread scent mixin' in with the blow
Skeletons in the closet, they all lined in a row
Every knock on the door feelin' like death at the door
Red bow on the brick, yeah, I’m married to the cold
Candy dreams rot fast when your heart’s gettin' sold
Skeletons in the closet, they all beggin' to show
Red bow on the brick, red bow on the brick
[Verse 2]
Lil man on the corner with the crumbs in his hand
Think it’s sweet ‘til he see what it did to his fam
Ghost of his brother in the cracked front glass
Staring from the frame like “this life don’t last”
Closet won’t close, hinges bent from the weight
Bones keep rattlin', won’t let me escape
Every little snowflake dust on the plate
Look like Christmas but it feel like a wake
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Candy cane stripes on my conscience, twist
Red bow tight on the promise, slit
Ghosts at the feast, they just watch me sniff
Skeletons tap on the door like “let us in quick”
[whispered vocals]
Let us in
Let us in
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 8, 2026
Duration1:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark, minimal trap beat: detuned bells, warped music-box plucks, sub-heavy 808s in a half-time sway. Male vocals, close and menacing, with ad-lib whispers and layered doubles in the hook. Sparse hats in the verses, then the chorus widens with eerie choir pads and a distorted bass swell. Occasional riser sweeps and reverse reverb tails for a haunted, claustrophobic feel.
Credits
Prompt by
0bl1v10n
0bl1v10nModelAria v5
Prompt
Dark trap style, using gingerbread, red bow, cocaine, ghost, skeletons in the closet
