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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You changed your mind by the weekend
We still pay the price all season
You post a quote, then delete it
We live in laws you just tweeted
Quick text, “my bad, I’ve grown now”
Whole block stuck with your pronouns
You get to pivot in private
We get the riot in silence
You hit “evolve” in your bio
We hit the line at the silo
You say “I’m learning, I’m trying”
We say it softer to sirens
You talk of growth in a podcast
We talk to ghosts of the broadcast
You flip a stance like a light switch
We flip a coin, will the night hit
[Chorus]
Funny how you switch so easy
Whole world stuck with the fallout, bleeding
You move on, we move in circles
You change views, we change our earth, though
You just say “I’ve done my healing”
We’re still here with the same old ceiling
You walk off when the scene gets heavy
We wake up where your hands weren’t steady
[Verse 2]
You said “lock ’em up” back then
Now it’s “free my people,” amen
Cool rebrand, new cap, new slogan
Same cell, same mom still broken
You preach “forgive me, I’ve grown”
We still clean stains from your tone
You found peace, wrote a thread on it
We found grief, built a bed on it
You cashed in laws for elections
We cashed out lungs from the tension
You change your take like a station
We change our route, immigration
You get applause when you “own it”
We get a pause, then postponement
You can admit you were wrong
We gotta live with it lifelong
[Chorus]
Funny how you switch so easy
Whole world stuck with the fallout, bleeding
You move on, we move in circles
You change views, we change our earth, though
You just say “I’ve done my healing”
We’re still here with the same old ceiling
You walk off when the scene gets heavy
We wake up where your hands weren’t steady
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Tell me, when the credits roll
Do you see the names we hold?
You get growth arcs, we get scars
You get closure, we get bars
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 11, 2026
Duration3:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody boom-bap with modern punch, sparse piano and filtered vocal chops. Verses stay conversational and close-mic’d, with subtle tape hiss and a deep, warm bass pocket. Hook blossoms with stacked call-and-response chants and a heavier snare, then drops back down to let the lyrics cut through. Occasional reverse-cymbal swells and delay throws on key words for impact., world
Credits
Prompt by
Wise
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Prompt
A rap about how it’s so much easier for people to switch up their views then it is for the rest of the world to live with their decisions.
