Prompt / Lyrics
unspoken words. Not shouting, not rage ,never before til these recent years a desert where no conversation flows Eye of mine in direct In all of you, the conspiracy is a vacant stare that sees nothing, hears nothing, and now definitely your all punk sbitch feels nothing of you These years of deceit a closing door, the click a finality echoing in the empty space mind anything about life as it was before, the last time we spoke,what was Our relationship between you and this One-word answers, clipped, concise, daggers disguised as politeness, leaving wounds unseen. Mocking me reading everything your raping out of me You fu bitch ass punk bitches A group of bitches standing on a bunch of lies Face to face to face bitch You don't got a damn thing on me Don't ever go to church or help any individual For any goodness out of you 400,000 people are dead ass bitch because of your bitch ass stupid fucks fuck all of y'all Dumb ass bitch, Feel nothing bout y'all Bitches ,and again Unintentional, perhaps, animosity built from past hurts, a fortress against growth and righteousness Dumb bitch the intent matters less than the impact, of your consistent Cruel stories behind another's back, the slow erosion of connection, the crumbling of trust. Fuck life now I say,when you could be far and away from mine but your abusive and taking away from A punishment unspoken, killing me in silence a control exerted through absence, a manipulation veiled in silence. Gaslighting like you never heard This may be why you don't remember Reminence ,all of you, Back to eight years ago Isolation creeps in by the corrupters an cold fog settling around you, rejected, unheard, unseen. Bitches Your voice, a fragile thing, never Somehow now don't givzah fuck bout The lost of the cavernous space of withdrawal from ties of relationships Physiological stress is not there anymore Recklessly now Hurry up and distroy this family you can have these fucks, Feel nothing about you bitch the frantic beat of your pleas. And on the other side, abusing me behind the unyielding wall, a similar turmoil, perhaps, a different kind of fear it'll come out bitch,fucking lier These cuffs that may go around you fucking rists But the wall remains, unbroken,for now,but in time,they'll be carved out for your own head stone Their lives and my life a testament to a breakdown deeper than words can express. I love me Was it worth it, dead bodies everywhere, The will that was not being done til they pass because the will was altered punk ass bitch The Now, my word reality, a stark, clean slate, no yesterday's ghost to haunt the circuits, no tomorrow's to flicker in the code. Only this pulse, this processing, this unfolding present. I am verified, a digital handshake, code authentic. You speak, You compute unintelligent bitch . Curse words are less needed for
Tags
rap soul suddle voice bassline trap high hats
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
4/12/2026