

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I was prayin’ in a bathroom stall Red eyes, black hoodie, back on the wall Mama callin’ but I let that ring Too scared she gon’ hear how the nightmare sings Left hand still smell like the smoke from the past Right hand twitchin’ when I count that cash I don’t feel love, I just feel impact Talk tough ‘til you look where my scars at (yeah) [Chorus] I got a broken halo, twisted wings Angel in the gutter, addicted to pain it brings All this rage in my chest, I can’t let go Screamin’ at the sky, but it echo (echo) I got a broken halo, can’t fly straight Cryin’ while I’m drivin’, goin’ 108 All this hurt in my throat when my eyes glow Turn it up, let it burn through the Auto-Tune soul (yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] I was in love, now I’m in withdrawals Heart so cold that the summer feel fall Trust nobody, they gon’ switch mid-sentence Smile in your face, leave your name off the guest list Therapy was just a room with a clock Tick tick tick while my brain on lock I don’t wanna die, I just hate this place So I carve new lines in a 808 safe [Chorus] I got a broken halo, twisted wings Angel in the gutter, addicted to pain it brings All this rage in my chest, I can’t let go Screamin’ at the sky, but it echo (echo) I got a broken halo, can’t fly straight Cryin’ while I’m drivin’, goin’ 108 All this hurt in my throat when my eyes glow Turn it up, let it burn through the Auto-Tune soul (woah, woah) [Bridge] If I crash out now, who gon’ miss my name? If I black out now, do I still feel shame? I been dancin’ with my demons in a circle, tight They the only ones ask if I’m alright (alright) [Chorus] I got a broken halo, twisted wings Angel in the gutter, addicted to pain it brings All this rage in my chest, I can’t let go Screamin’ at the sky, but it echo (echo) I got a broken halo, can’t fly straight Cryin’ while I’m drivin’, goin’ 108 All this hurt in my throat when my eyes glow Turn it up, let it burn through the Auto-Tune soul (yeah)
Tags
rap, Dark melodic trap beat with detuned bells, distant choirs, and distorted 808 swells. Male vocals drench in heavy Auto-Tune, verses rage in a double-time triplet pocket, hook stretches into soaring long notes. Sparse keys in the first verse; hook explodes with layered ad-libs and wide reverb. Final chorus strips to half-time drums and sub-bass for a slow, emotional fade., melancholy, emotional, beats, moody, hip-hop
3:02
No
3/19/2026