Prompt / Lyrics
Woah set me free out of strange clouds without a doubt a monstrosity father he gotta be an anomaly I learned early the loudest in rooms usually hiding from honesty talking in circles to monetize trauma then calling it prophecy I stayed quiet and watched how the hunger contort what a promise mean Seen love turn conditional fast as a contract get offered me I don’t rehearse for the cameras my cadence developed in shadows and basements with cracked acoustics and unpaid commitments I honored it Pressure applied made me organized thoughts overlapping like documents stapled together no margins left I’m writing my life in the margins they scribble excuses and call it depth I don’t knock I arrive in a sentence unfinished the rhyme still extending past bar lines you feel it but can’t really pinpoint the origin I weaponize patience let arrogance starve till it start eating parts of ‘em Ego unchecked but it’s tethered to discipline otherwise power get sloppy and start embarrassing They mistook my restraint for a lack of ambition I call it the difference between panic and vision I let the beat breathe while I suffocate space every syllable fighting for position You chasing the crown I been auditing systems that manufacture kings then recycle their victims I learned how to talk to myself when the noise try to barter for peace with a price on my instincts Every advance got a tax on my spirit I paid it in focus and doubled my interest I don’t explain my intent I let patterns expose what I meant when I step in it Cadence compressing my breath overlapping my thoughts now the sentences run into each other like traffic in rain and I’m hydroplaning on confidence I don’t stop at the bar ‘cause the point don’t live there it live in the spill where the rhythm get anxious and trip over consonants I studied the greats but I never impersonate influence buried so deep it just sound like conviction I don’t yell when I’m certain I lower my tone that’s when fear start to listen You hear anger I hear calibration the calm before bodies start missing Father forgive me I know what I’m doing I mapped it in advance when I noticed the ceiling was artificial placed for illusion I don’t pray for relief I negotiate truth with whatever it cost me to prove it If God in my voice it’s ‘cause suffering tuned it Woah set me free out of strange clouds without a doubt a monstrosity father he gotta be an anomaly You gasping for air I’m mid-thought still accelerating like brakes cut on grades too steep I don’t rap for applause I document pressure in real time that’s legacy Unchecked ego but checked by the work ethic measured in nights I ain’t sleep and the friends I outgrew If the crown heavy good let it dent every vertebra turn me into something immovable I don’t fit in the mold I melt it then weaponize residue
Tags
Viral rap, rap, cinematic, orchestral, choir, male
Duration
2:29
Instrumental
No
Created
12/23/2025