

Prompt / Lyrics
The Hook (Melodic, catchy, repeating like a mantra) She loves me now, but she’ll hate the leaving 3:45 AM, and I’m barely breathing Got the inventory tucked, yeah I’m barely weaving Through the static and the snow, it’s a heavy season. She loves the man I could be, but she hates the ghost I’m burning down the bridge that I need the most Going back to NC, yeah I’m going coast to coast Just to reset the system, I’m a phantom host. Verse 1 (Faster flow, spitting facts) Twenty-two for the eighth, turned it into survival Eighty bucks in my pocket, waiting on arrival Battle Creek to the Creek, yeah it’s strictly tribal I’m reading my own life like it’s a broken bible. Chest pains kicking in, feeling like a heart attack Got the demons on my shoulder and they want their money back I told Lauren "wait for me," but the screen is going black I’m unreadable code, just a glitch in the stack. The Bridge (Slowed down, heavy emotion - like the "Outro" of the video) I didn't want to leave... I didn't want to go... But the funds are low... And the "inventory" is heavy... I gotta reset. I gotta get sober. I gotta come back with the new kit. The Meta-Glasses. The arm-mount. The better version of me. Verse 2 (Aggressive, determined) Turo denied me, so I took the ground war Walking to Evergreen, knocking on the devil’s door I’m a Sorcerer supreme, but I’m sleeping on the floor Trying to find a spawn point where I don’t hurt no more. I’ll pay the family back, yeah I’ll clear the debt Every dollar, every cent, yeah you can place your bet I’m coming back stronger, like a brand new jet But right now... I’m just a silhouette. Outro (Fading out, echoing) She loves me now... She'll understand later... Reset complete. 3:45... we gone.Verse 3: The Health & The Hustle (Flow: Starts slow and melodic, then speeds up aggressively) Popped a seal on the bag, smell the wintergreen Trying to fix a broken heart with a smoke machine My chest is tight, yeah the vitals looking mean I’m a ghost in the shell, running off caffeine. Spent seventy-one, now I’m counting up the change Four dollars back, yeah life is acting strange I’m out of range, Lauren’s out of range I’m driving through the snow, shifting through the lane. They say "Health is Wealth," well I’m broke on both I took a jagged little pill and I took an oath To get back to the south, to the land of growth Cut the toxic out the vein, yeah I diagnose. Bridge: The Sorcerer’s Plea (Flow: High pitched, straining voice, very vulnerable - pure Juice WRLD style) Don’t hate me ‘cause I’m leaving... Hate the drugs that I’m breathing. Hate the demons that I’m feeding. I promise that I’m healing. (Beat drops out) I promise that I’m healing. I’m just... reloading. Add-on for the End (The Voicemail) (Spoken word, like a phone recording over the beat fading out) "Yo... it’s me. I’m at the station. I got the ticket. I got the pack. I kept the eighty dollars safe. I’m not running away from you, Lauren. I’m running towards the version of me that can actually love you right. Just... keep the frequency open. Reset."
Tags
Melodic Trap, Acoustic Guitar Riff, Heavy 808s, Fast Flow, Raw Emotional Vocals, Gritty Vibe.
3:47
No
2/7/2026