Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] 3.14 Slice of my mind on the floor Pi keep goin' in a circle Like I'm stuck in a loop I ignore Cold digits on the cracked screen Late night, all the thoughts mean Countin' numbers just to count scars Every decimal a bad dream [Chorus] 3.14 on a cold Pi Day Whole life spin, can’t find my way Round and round, same sins, replay Circle get smaller, I still stay (I still stay) 3.14 and the lights go gray Cut that pie, watch the trust decay Endless line I can’t outrun I’m the problem and the sum [Verse 2] Dark room, taste of old smoke Half friends, half inside jokes Post-punk heart in a rap coat Laugh once, then the hope choke Pi on the board, chalk dust fall Teacher said “kid, you can have it all” But the bell rang, I just walked home Now it’s big dreams on a missed call [Bridge] [Beat drops to bass and whispers] Three-point-one-four, breath slow Every new mark, I don’t show Infinite length, tight halo Can’t step out, can’t lay low [Beat slams back in] Digits chant like a dead choir (hey) City hum under black wire Every loop set my life on fire Still I spin, still I spin higher [Chorus] 3.14 on a cold Pi Day Whole life spin, can’t find my way Round and round, same sins, replay Circle get smaller, I still stay (still stay) 3.14 and the lights go gray Cut that pie, watch the trust decay Endless line I can’t outrun I’m the problem and the sum
Tags
rap, Brooding hip-hop fusion: deep sub pulses, sparse trap hats, and distant ambient pads under a moody post-punk bassline. Male vocals, half-whispered verses with tight internal rhymes; hook widens with shouted gang responses and reverb-drenched backing. Occasional angular guitar stabs and glitchy echoes swell in the bridge, then everything drops back to a minimal loop for the final hook., hip hop, ambient, post-punk, dark ambient
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
3/16/2026