Under My Heel

You played the part, the “tough guy” act,

But your power’s fake, and it’s breaking fast.

You begged, you crawled, tried to hold me tight,

But I saw through your bullshit, saw the lies you’d hide.

You tried to control, tried to steal my will,

But I’m not the one who bends to you still.

You’re under my heel, crawling for air,

Pretending you’re tough, but you’re scared in there.

You thought you could own me, make me kneel,

But I’m walking away—now you’re under my heel.

You played the victim, wore your disguise,

But I see the truth in your empty eyes.

You’re nothing but a puppet on strings,

Tangled in your own web of the shit you bring.

You tried to control, tried to steal my will,

But I’m not the one who bends to you still.

You’re under my heel, crawling for air,

Pretending you’re tough, but you’re scared in there.

You thought you could own me, make me kneel,

But I’m walking away—now you’re under my heel.

You couldn’t hold me, you never could,

You’re just a fake, a little boy in the hood.

I snapped your chains, I broke your hold,

Now you’re a story that’s been told.

You’re under my heel, crawling for air,

Pretending you’re tough, but you’re scared in there.

You thought you could own me, make me kneel,

But I’m walking away—now you’re under my heel.

Now you’re nothing—nothing at all.

Just a shadow, fading as I stand tall.