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Lyrics
[Verse]
Emma run the joint, fries and patties flippin'
Behind golden arches, her past always trippin'
Late night clock-outs, haunted by screams
Living nightmares, can’t wake from these dreams
[Verse 2]
Bags under eyes, but her swag never fades
Frontlines of a warzone, trauma invades
She juggle orders, emotions, legacy and pain
Drive-thru windows can’t shelter from the rain
[Chorus]
Emma queen of the buns, secrets she hides
In the land of grease, only truth collides
Smiles on her lips, tears drop inside
Can’t mask the scars, emotions she rides
[Verse 3]
Shift clock strikes, drama unfolds
Ketchup stains on a heart, bitter and cold
Crew feels the waves, tension in the eyes
Manager Emma, can’t prevent the cries
[Bridge]
Deep fryer memories, burn marks in the soul
Every happy meal, takes a toll
Fries like soldiers, she stands tall
Behind counter walls, she feels small
[Verse 4]
Customers clash, demand what they need
But Emma standin' strong, through the speed
Quick on the register, slow on the mend
Trauma and drama, never comprehend
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2025
Duration1:48
Style
hip-hop, rap, intense, drama
Credits
Prompt byCinematicSynth612
ModelAria v4
Prompt
A fast food manager named Emma. She has a lot of trauma. Causing a lot of drama. Rap
