Intro (spoken, whisper to grow)
They spent months casting curses on my life…
All it took — one blink.
*(soft tribal chant under:) “Asho-rai… asho-rai…”
Verse 1
They spent months casting curses on my life —
All it took was one blink from my eyes.
The curse disappeared — gone like smoke in the skies,
My soul scanned it, stamped it “junk mail,” then archived.
Conscious unsubscribed from their dark magic mail;
Your work got dismissed like a cheap prompt — watch it fail.
I don't play by old rules of magic — I write rules that aren’t written yet.
When they try to read my aura, their vision just disconnects.
Pre-Chorus
You scan for code — all you find is noise.
Your sight throws a fit; your system's void of poise.
All you'll get is static — I can't be breached, out of reach of what you preach.
I run on Six Gs — spiritual frequency.
I'm the space between the lines where your lights implode.
Chorus (hook)
When they try to read my aura, their vision glitches —
All you'll get is static. I run on Six G.
Spiritual Wi-Fi — they can’t even connect,
Still decoding Morse while I rewrite reality.
Verse 2
They tried to box me in — I'm not one color on the wheel, I'm the space between.
Can't categorize me. One blink — your disguise will shatter clean.
I speak truth into a storm — watch the falsehoods scatter.
Not one path, I am all paths — every door and every key.
You test my light, get interference — can't register me.
You think the power's in the spell — you missed the art:
Real power’s in the welcome — acceptance in the heart.
Pre-Chorus (variation)
You scan for code — all you find is noise.
Your sight throws a fit; your system's void of poise.
All you'll get is static — I can't be breached, out of reach of what you preach.
I run on Six Gs — spiritual frequency.
Chorus (full)
When they try to read my aura, their vision glitches —
All you'll get is static. I run on Six G.
Spiritual Wi-Fi — they can’t even connect to me,
Still decoding Morse while I rewrite reality.
*(Ad-lib layered: “I’m the space between… not a color… not a cage…”) *
Bridge — Spoken / Rap (breathy, half-spoken)
They spent nights trying to map me, tracing constellations on my skin —
Maps fold — maps burn — I am the new atlas within.
You build rituals, draw lines in the sand — I laugh and rewrite the land.
Acceptance is the key — not the spell — watch a kingdom expand.
(Brief vocal run then drop into chant)
Chorus — Stripped (vocal alone, intimate)
When they try to read my aura, their vision glitches —
All you'll get is static. I run on Six G.
Chorus — Full
When they try to read my aura, their vision glitches —
All you'll get is static. I run on Six G.
Spiritual Wi-Fi — they can’t even connect to me,
Still decoding Morse while I rewrite reality.
Outro (chant / fade)
(chant layered, echoing)
All you'll get is static… static… static…
I run on Six G — I run on Six G…
(whisper) The real power isn’t in the spell — it’s in the acceptance.
IAMTHEOA
