Honesty and war

I remember nights you would cry, now you cold—

Said you needed time, turned your lies into gold.

Scrollin’ through your feed, tryin’ not to react,

Caption lookin’ sweet, but that subtweet’s a fact.

Ion trip, though—been ten toes,

Took some losses, stitched the rent rows.

Thought forever was the setting, now that feel dumb,

Love don’t vanish overnight—your heart went numb.

And I get it… pain’ll make you pivot.

While I was fightin’ demons, you was filter-flippin’ images.

Say you found peace—cool, I pray it’s limitless,

But I loved a version of you fame turned intricate.

Lesson learned: don’t chase what’s slippin’,

Keep my purpose in my pocket, let my spirit do the dippin’.

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You only seem to miss me when I’m goooooone (yeah)

I know she only love me ’cause I’m ooon (uh-huh)

She sayin’ she don’t want me anymore (no more)

Still, I’m glad she at least bein’ honest (real talk)

You only call when I’m ghost, now I’m gone (I’m gone)

You love the image, not the soul I put on —that’s facts

Said you done, I ain’t mad you moved on (nah)

Truth hurt, but I’m glad you kept it honest (yeah, yeah)

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I was too loyal in a climate built on trends,

You was chasin’ chaos while I’m patchin’ all the bends.

Peace ain’t attractive when you raised in a storm,

So you danced with the thunder while I weathered it warm.

Now I’m on stages, lights flashin’ in my face,

Every crowd still reminds me of your vacant embrace.

I built us brick by brick—

You was layin’ down exits, quick by quick.

I ain’t bitter, just grown; I turned the silence to poems,

Used to wish you’d come home—now I hope you stay gone.

’Cause if I gotta lose me just to win you,

That ain’t a trophy any legend should cling to.

You said, “You different,” I said, “Pain’ll change the menu—

But I still serve love; you just lost the venue.”

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You only seem to miss me when I’m goooooone…

(crowd call-and-response echoes “gone… gone… gone…”)

I know she only love me ’cause I’m ooon…

She sayin’ she don’t want me anymore…

Still, I’m glad she at least bein’ honest…

(Drums drop out—solo vocal layer)

You only call when I’m ghost, now I’m gone…

You love the image, not the soul I put on…

Said you done, I ain’t mad you moved on…

Truth hurt, but I’m glad you kept it honest…