Redline Therapy

[Intro]
Seat back
Heart loud
One lane
I’m out (skrrt)
[Verse 1]
Speedometer climbing like it’s tryna touch God
White lines blur, all the stress fall off
Therapist ask how I deal with the rage
Told him I downshift and punch out the cage
Engine talk deep, that growl in my chest
Whole week heavy, I unload on the stretch
No text, no calls, just me and that hum
Every bad thought get burnt in the run
[Chorus]
This that redline therapy, push it ’til it’s barely breathe
Pain in my head, I leave it on the street
Open road medicine, cure in the adrenaline
Fast life prayers in the driver seat
Speed my shrink, yeah, speed my shrink
Roar so loud I don’t hear what they think
Open road therapy, yeah, that’s my remedy
Floor it ’til the worries all shrink (all shrink)
[Verse 2]
Late night, two a.m., city fade in the mirror
Faster I go, the more my mind get clearer
Gas light glow like a halo on the dash
I been chasing peace, somehow I find it in the flash
Grip so tight, knuckles same tone as the paint
Brakes ain’t for fear, brakes only for the jakes
Every curve, every turn, every line I trace
Like I’m drawing out the demons that been living in my brain
[Chorus]
This that redline therapy, push it ’til it’s barely breathe
Pain in my head, I leave it on the street
Open road medicine, cure in the adrenaline
Fast life prayers in the driver seat
Speed my shrink, yeah, speed my shrink
Roar so loud I don’t hear what they think
Open road therapy, yeah, that’s my remedy
Floor it ’til the worries all shrink (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
I don’t need a couch, I need long lanes
I don’t need a book, I need octane
Every mile I’m a new mind, new vein
Stress in the rearview, washed by the rain
[Chorus]
This that redline therapy, push it ’til it’s barely breathe
Pain in my head, I leave it on the street
Open road medicine, cure in the adrenaline
Fast life prayers in the driver seat
Speed my shrink, yeah, speed my shrink
Roar so loud I don’t hear what they think
Open road therapy, yeah, that’s my remedy
Floor it ’til the worries all shrink (skrrt)

rap, Dark melodic trap, mid‑tempo, trunk-rattling 808s, skittering hi-hats, and eerie bell plucks. Male vocals with a tight, nimble flow on the verses; hook opens up with a chanty, anthemic melody and stacked ad-libs. Verses ride close to the kick for intensity, then pull back on the last bars to let the beat breathe before each chorus.