Self talk

(Intro – whispered, tense)

Yeah…

I been battlin’ with a ghost in my skull, man…

But I ain’t runnin’ no more.

Listen…

(Verse 1)

Wake up—brain buzzin’, hear the static again,

It’s like I’m shadowboxing demons in the back of my head.

One voice tellin’ me “quit,” the other slappin’ it dead,

So I snap back like “Relax—get a grip on the ledge.”

It’s a cage match, me versus me in the mirror,

Fear clearer when I steer nearer, gotta switch up the gear.

Used to hear the whispers hissin’, twistin’ every decision,

Now I spit back with precision like I’m cuttin’ incisions.

Shady mindset—turn the doubt to a threat,

I dissect every thought till there’s none of ’em left.

If the voice ain’t loyal or it ain’t respect,

Then I talk to myself like I’m breakin’ its neck—what?!

(Hook – aggressive, punchy)

Self-talk, yeah I fight in my brain,

Tryna muzzle every struggle that be drivin’ me insane.

When the world gets loud and I’m drownin’ in the noise,

I talk to myself—yeah, I silence all the voids.

Self-talk, it’s a war I win,

Every bar I spit is me sparrin’ within.

I rewrite my script with the lines I say,

And I rip that doubt out the way.

(Verse 2)

Look—

I used to let the negativity live in my soul,

Rent-free like a fiend with a fist in my throat.

Now I evict it—hit it with the lyrical code,

Like “Get gone, move on, you ain’t breakin’ my bones.”

I’m my own hype-man, own worst critic,

I’m vicious—switchin’ positions in my mental prison.

But listen—

I ain’t givin’ in to voices spittin’ venom and friction,

I flip ’em, pin ’em, win it like I’m built for the mission.

Talk back to myself like I’m coachin’ a soldier,

Carry weight on my shoulders but I’m gettin’ bolder.

If the thought ain’t real or it’s tryna control ya,

Then you cut that noise—shut it down like a closure.

(Bridge – rapid, chopping flow)

Check the chatter—

If it doesn’t matter, then I make it scatter,

Shatter every pattern till the doubt gets flatter.

Rewire the script, redesign the chapter,

Talk to myself till the voice gets badder.

(Hook – final)

Self-talk, yeah I fight in my brain,

Tryna muzzle every struggle that be drivin’ me insane.

When the world gets loud and I’m drownin’ in the noise,

I talk to myself—yeah, I silence all the voids.

Self-talk, it’s a war I win,

Every bar I spit is me sparrin’ within.

I rewrite my script with the lines I say,

And I rip that doubt out the way.

(Outro – calm but gritty)

Yeah…

Same brain, new voice.

Self-talk ain’t quiet… but it’s mine.