FOK I’M ME

[Verse 1]
Walk in
Head high, chip tooth grin
Talk slick
Lip gloss, shark fin
They post
Same pose, same close friends
I ghost
New lane, same black Benz
They copy my slang, my shoes
Same tattoos, same bad news
Tryna wear my skin like a suit
You can’t fake my scars or the truth
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re loud on the ‘gram, but silent in real life
I bled for this crown, you borrowed your whole life
You ask for the code, I burned it last night
You chasing my shadow, I step in the bright
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fok, I’m me (I’m me!)
Middle finger up, I’m free (so free!)
You talk that talk, I bleed
Every word, every cut, that’s me
I don’t give a fok, I’m me (I’m me!)
You can love it or you can leave
Everybody tryna be what they see
But I lead, they follow, I’m the creed
[Verse 2]
My motto?
Break rules, break glass, then laugh
Full throttle
Red line, swervin’ past your past
You flex
Rent checks, weak suspense
I invest
In pain, in sweat, in sense
They wanna know my trick, my cheat
There ain’t one
Just late nights, locked jaw, sore feet
You want the throne but dodge the heat
I built this seat from my defeats
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re loud on the ‘gram, but silent in real life
I bled for this crown, you borrowed your whole life
You ask for the code, I burned it last night
You chasing my shadow, I step in the bright
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fok, I’m me (yeah!)
Middle finger up, I’m free
You talk that talk, I bleed
Every word, every cut, that’s me
I don’t give a fok, I’m me
You can love it or you can leave
Everybody tryna be what they see
But I lead, they follow, I’m the creed
[Bridge]
[beat drops, guitars rise]
I said I lead — you crawl
You beg, I break these walls
You want my path, my role
But you ain’t paid that toll
[Chorus]
I don’t give a fok, I’m me (scream it!)
Middle finger up, I’m free
You talk that talk, I bleed
Every word, every cut, that’s me
I don’t give a fok, I’m me (I’m me!)
You can love it or you can leave
Everybody tryna be what they see
I lead — they follow — I’m the creed (scream)

rap, Hard-hitting trap drums into distorted guitars; verses spit tight-edged female vocals with attitude, close-mic and dry. Pre-chorus adds eerie pads and rising toms, then chorus explodes into full rock crunch and layered metal screams, bass locked to the kick. Final hook doubles the vocal with octave screams for a feral, arena-sized payoff., rock, female vocals, metal