(Intro - A cinematic, soulful R&B vocal sample fades in over an upbeat, crisp trap-soul drum cadence. A warm bassline punches through)
(Spoken with confidence and a soft laugh)
Yeah. Look.
They thought the drop was gonna break me.
But the valley is exactly where I found my worth.
Check the blueprint. Look.
(Verse 1)
I left my old identity in yesterday's grave
Tired of being a prisoner to the versions they made
Look in the mirror, yeah, the memory is blurred
Tracing back the chapters where I lost my own word
This life is a coaster, loop-de-loop in the gray
One minute I’m soaring, next I’m battling the shade
The tracks are uneven, and the gravity is real
But I am done performing for the way they want me to feel
I used to let the panic dictate my next move
Now I’m stepping off the platform with something major to prove
Yeah, I am dropping dead weight, let it shatter on the floor
I'm picking up my crown and I am headed for the door.
(Chorus - The beat swells, an anthemic gospel-style backing vocal lifts the track)
When will the ride stop? Only God really knows
But I’m a force of the unknown everywhere my feet go
Unpredictable trajectory, I'm shifting the scope
Because I’m walking with the light and I am anchored in hope
Yeah, the healing is a battle, but I'm holding the line
It's time to take back everything that is divinely mine.
(Verse 2)
They try to box my spirit, try to calculate my frame
But my soul is too rich to be playing their game
They can’t measure lightning born straight out of the dark
Every valley that I walked just added fuel to the spark
I might not recognize the woman standing here today
But she’s a powerhouse of grace that you cannot delay
The journey was brutal, left a couple of scars
But you appreciate the night when you’re looking at stars
I am choosing myself, breaking out of the mold
Tell my bank account it's time to catch up to my soul.
(Outro - The heavy drums transition into a gentle acoustic guitar loop and soft handclaps)
Yeah.
Walking with the light.
Thank God I found me.
Unpredictable. Radical.
We ready for the fight.
(Music fades out into a clean, triumphant finish)