Waiting

(Verse one-Versatile intricate double time flow)
Look I been faded. 
I’m liking the way the she calling my name.
And I stumble away like, I’m not entertained.
Plug my controller I’m part of the game
(****) what you think
Temptation, got me on the brink
Ain’t jumping the ledge, but I’ll dip in the mink
I don’t got time. Who care what they think
I’m on the edge now
Forging the sword with the blood of the hope
They want my soul.. how?
Look this ain’t about how you fell from the top turned around wanting revenge
Flooded with pride. Fell to the void. Made you a kingdom. Pretend.
You wear a crown made of shame 
Out in the dirt. Different names.
Lurk in the shadows. I know cause you’re outside the plane
(Chorus-Versatile melodic rap)
But I’m still seeing the way that you move—
It’s a shame that you made it this way.
I didn’t come here to choose,
I came here to tear it apart—they want me to settle.
Told ‘em I made up my mind. Ain’t got the time.
I’m doing it my way—
Tiptoe’n y’all way.
Ain’t no denying, I see the design—
Still Waiting on Yahweh.

(Verse Two-Back to versatile rap flow/Ride the beat)
I been ghosted, shadows chase my frame—
she’s a siren, voice like venom in the vein.
Stumble through smoke, lungs full of blame,
controller’s cracked, but I’m still in the lane.
Temptation’s a blade, slicing slow on the wrist—
ain’t bleeding out, just twisting the twist.
They preach “slow down,” like I’m lost in the mist—
nah, I’m the wind, they the dust I dismiss.
Pride’s a mirror, cracked from the fall—
reflects every scar, every call I ignore.
Soul on auction, bids low, bids tall—
I snatch it back, let the hammer fall.
(Chorus-rap melodic)
But I’m still seeing the way that you move
It’s a shame that you made it this way.
I didn’t come here to choose
I came here to tear it apart, they want me to settle.
told em’ I made up my mind. Ain’t got the time.
I’m doing it my way
Tiptoe’n Yall way
Ain’t no denying’ I see the design
Still Waiting on Yahweh
(Bridge-Almost talking/Deep)
Night’s a noose, tightening slow—
every heartbeat’s a war I don’t show.
No prayers for mercy, no light in the low—
just fuel in the veins till the embers glow.
(Outro-Autotuned melodic radio)
Faded… but the fade’s my crown now.
She calls—let it echo, let it drown.
No more edges, no more sound—
I’m the storm. Peace out.

Male double-time versatile rap with melodic hook