Lyrics
[Verse]
Mind racing, marathon, ain't no finish line,
Stacked bills tower high, stress climb, incline.
Calendar packed, no room for a breather,
Every step forward feels deeper, the quagmire eater.
[Chorus]
Stressin' out, can't slow down,
Heavy head, world spin 'round.
Stressin' out, what’s the route?
Somebody tell me, how we get out?
[Verse 2]
Phone buzzin', alarms blarin', overload the senses,
Every problem swingin', hittin' all my defenses.
Sleep scarce, dreams like thieves in the night,
Peace of mind? Outta sight, lost in the fight.
[Prechorus]
Pressure cooker pop, steam fill the room,
Every clock tick feel like impending doom.
[Chorus]
Stressin' out, can't slow down,
Heavy head, world spin 'round.
Stressin' out, what’s the route?
Somebody tell me, how we get out?
[Bridge]
Smoke signals in the sky, still nobody see me,
Feel invisible, drowning, screaming through graffiti.
Time ain't loyal, and patience got a curfew,
Every thought tangled, trapped in a mental whirlpool.
Style
raprap with trap-infused beatsmellow reggae undertonesand ambient synth textures. incorporate trance-like transitions for a hypnotic feelblending rhythmic verses with melodic hooks.ambientreggaehip hoppoptrancereggae fusion
Prompt
A song about being stressed out. Relatable to everyone., rap, trap, hip hop, reggae, reggae fusion, pop, ambient, trance
Credits
Prompt byNizzyNick
GeneratedDec 22, 2025
ModelAria v5
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