Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stamped in the crib
Before I could speak
Black lines on skin
Like a code in me
They wrote my hours
On a paper chain
Five days borrowed
Then I pay again
Smile for the badge
Clock in, look alive
Mama said, "Baby
Keep your numbers tight"
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel
Not mine, not mine
They say "be normal"
Like a clean design
Count every breath
Count every mile
They love a shape
That fits the file
[Chorus]
Barcode born
Barcode born
Scan me once
Then ask for more
Barcode born
Barcode born
Sell my time
Then lock the door
(Barcode born)
(Barcode born)
[Verse 2]
Lunch breaks cut short
Like a hacked-up prayer
Dreams in a drawer
Still sitting there
Boss says "family"
With a rented grin
Same chain, new logo
Same old skin
I seen the week
As a moving cage
Monday to Friday
Like a stitched-up wage
Everybody wants
A hand on my wheel
Everybody calls it
Love when it steals
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands on the wheel
Not mine, not mine
They say "be grateful"
But I see the line
Count every step
Count every lie
They love a soul
That keeps the tie
[Chorus]
Barcode born
Barcode born
Scan me once
Then ask for more
Barcode born
Barcode born
Sell my time
Then lock the door
(Barcode born)
(Barcode born)
[Bridge]
I am not a tray
On your conveyor belt
I am not a name
You can file and shelve
If I cut these lines
Will I still be seen?
If I break the pattern
Will I make it clean?
[Break]
[Bare pulse and voice]
No tags, no chain
No saint, no slave
Just one real heart
Trying to misbehave
[Final Chorus]
Barcode born
Barcode born
Scan me once
Then ask for more
Barcode born
Barcode born
Sell my time
Then lock the door
Barcode born
I break the code
Barcode born
I take the road
(Barcode born)
(Barcode born)
Details
GeneratedJul 8, 2026
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap-electro hybrid with ambient synth haze and punchy trap drums, mid-tempo and syncopated; verse rides sparse kick, clipped hats, and a low drone, pre-chorus strips to filtered pads and a ticking pulse, chorus hits with stacked vocals and a sharp synth hook. Vocal delivery is close-mic and clipped with doubled ad-libs, whispered phrases, and delayed hook repeats. Glitch blips, reversed swells, and barcode scanner chirps bridge sections. Mix is dark, wide, and glossy with a cold metallic edge., rap, ambient, electro
Credits
Prompt bySolarKnight617
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
rap, electro, ambient song about being barcoded at birth by the demands of society. The song is about how everyone want control of everyone, slaver rebranded as the work week.
