

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met her in the daytime, sunlight on her skin Smile like a lifeline, pulled me right in Thought it was a blessing, thought it was fate Didn’t see obsession creeping under the gates Started off roses, coffee in the park Then I watched her phone light glow in the dark Every little secret, every little text Turned into “who is that?” and “what comes next?” [Chorus] I got a lock on my heart, yeah, it’s heavy and cold Telling myself it’s love when it’s hunger for control Say I’m trying to keep you safe from the world outside But it’s me you’re running from, nowhere left to hide If this is love, why do you look so afraid? If this is love, why you praying I change? [Verse 2] Checking every footprint, tracking every move Calling it protection like I got something to prove “Baby, they don’t get you, they don’t know your soul” But I’m the one shrinking you, swallowing you whole You said you needed space, just an inch to breathe I heard it like betrayal, like you’d try to leave So I built a story where you’d always stay Didn’t see the monster that I became that day [Chorus] I got a lock on my heart, yeah, it’s heavy and cold Telling myself it’s love when it’s hunger for control Say I’m trying to keep you safe from the world outside But it’s me you’re running from, nowhere left to hide If this is love, why do you look so afraid? If this is love, why you praying I change? [Bridge] Calling it forever when it’s just my fear Calling it devotion when I drag you near If I really loved you, I would set you free So why’s the only cage in this room… me? [Chorus] I got a lock on my heart, yeah, it’s heavy and cold Telling myself it’s love when it’s hunger for control Say I’m trying to keep you safe from the world outside But it’s me you’re running from, nowhere left to hide If this is love, I gotta learn to let go If this is love, I gotta free what I hold
Tags
rap, Dark, cinematic trap-rap with male vocals; sparse piano motif over booming low-end and skittering hats. Verses stay cold and close-mic’d, confessional delivery with occasional doubled whispers. Hook widens with airy pads and stacked harmonies that feel obsessive and suffocating at once, drops slam back into minimal menace between sections to underline the narrator’s twisted devotion.
2:24
No
2/11/2026