Princess Is Not My Theme

[Verse 1]
They said, "Sit still, be pretty"
I said, "Bite down, get gritty"
Hand-me-down dreams, I burned those seams
Charcoal on my hands, yeah, I stitched new schemes
Mud on my boots, cracked knuckles, split lip
Built every brick, bare fingers, tight grip
Fok being some storybook script
My crown’s in the callus on my fist I lift
[Chorus]
Princess is not my theme
By definition, that’s not me
My life’s been the opposite mission
Blood, sweat, long nights, tunnel vision
Built from the ground up, see
Turn the sound up, let me breathe
Not saying I’m a queen on a throne you picked for me
I’m the curse, I’m the spark, I’m the metal in your teeth
[Verse 2]
Silver spoon? I had plastic plates
Microwave meals, rent paid late
They want pearls and a porcelain face
I want rust, rough truth, and a faster pace
Chain on my neck, that’s work, not gold
Every scar on my back is a story I told
You can keep that glass tower, I’ll keep my steel
I don’t bow, I break, I bite, I heal
[Bridge]
I don’t want your velvet cage (nah)
Keep your hollow plastic stage (hey!)
If I’m royal, it’s in rage and rhythm
Every scream is a new baptism (woah)
[Chorus]
Princess is not my theme
By definition, that’s not me
My life’s been the opposite mission
Blood, sweat, long nights, tunnel vision
Built from the ground up, see
Turn the sound up, let me breathe
Not saying I’m a queen on a throne you picked for me
I’m the curse, I’m the spark, I’m the metal in your teeth (yeah)
[Chorus]
Princess is not my theme
By definition, that’s not me
My life’s been the opposite mission
Fire in my lungs, that’s my religion
Built from the ground up, see
Turn the sound up, set me free
Not saying I’m a queen, I’m the war they didn’t see
I’m the crack, I’m the quake, I’m the metal in your teeth (hey!)

rap, Hybrid metal-rap banger with strong alto female vocals; downtuned guitars in a chugging half-time groove under trap-influenced drums, distorted 808-style low end, and snarling synth bass. Verses tight and percussive with rapid-fire rap cadences; chorus explodes into melodic screamed-sung hook with stacked gang vocals and octave harmonies. Brief breakdown with filtered guitars and whispered ad-libs before a final full-power chorus, leaving raw grit and triumphant defiance in the mix., metal, vocal, strong, theme