Misinformed

Whispers slither... screenshots burn.

We was solid gold, matching souls in the dead of night,

Then the serpents struck with "Heard he with his ex on sight."

Cropped the screenshot clean, twisted every single frame,

Half-truths hit like bullets, set our love aflame.

My boys came through "She was posted with the crew at three,"

"I heard she dipped with shorty from the VIP."

Paranoia creepin' heavy, now I'm checkin' every story,

Trust disintegratin' faster than our morning glory.

Every "baby I love you" now a scripted line they wrote,

We was symphony in sync, now we dissonant notes.

Misinformed, we was misinformed,

By the streets and the screens that left us torn.

You heard I was wildin', I heard you was gone,

Now we shadows in the sheets where our fire used to burn.

(Yeah... misinformed...)

Group chats turned to battlegrounds, likes and lies on parade,

"Your man was seen with shorty," but the pic was just a fade.

Your circle swore I cheated off a double tap and post,

My dawgs swore you was movin' funny when you hit the coast.

We was warrin' with the wind, real love lost in the haze,

Trust dissolved like sugar in the rain of their charade.

Now the quiet hits harder than the chaos they created,

Echoes of "I told you" in the mess they orchestrated.

No fingers left to point, we both sipped the venom deep,

Should've shut the speakers down before the poison seeped.

But the doubt grew vines, wrapped tight around our trust,

Now we payin' for the fiction that they thrust.

Misinformed, still misinformed,

Truth arrived too late to mend what they deformed.

Scars from the words that the whispers swarmed,

We was casualties of the storm we never warned.

(Oh... misinformed...)

One screenshot...

Empire falls.

Misinformed.