Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up in a war I never chose
Body throwing punches in my ribs and clothes
Calendar red but the lines ain’t straight
Whole future on hold on a paper plate
Doctor room, flicker lights in my face
“Maybe stress,” they say, then they change the case
Tiny scars on my skin like a map
I’m the champ in a ring that keeps hitting back
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of sitting in silence
Calling my strength “compliance”
I’m tired of saying “I’m fine”
When my bones blue-screen in my spine (yeah)
[Chorus]
So I smile through the pain like it’s nothing (nothing)
Lip gloss, high waist, still bleeding in public
Every step, every breath, it’s a cage match
Body in the corner but I won’t crack
I’m in the ring with this flesh made of glass
Taking every hit, still I laugh
If my dreams don’t grow in this frame
I’ll still be here, saying my name
[Verse 2 – Rap]
Yeah
Thought I lost me, stuck in that waiting room chair
Scrolling through my thoughts, everything’s everywhere
Mind doing laps, heart tied in a knot
Whole day gone, didn’t move from the spot
They say “focus,” like I got a switch to flip
Like I ain’t bobbing, weaving just to hold my grip
Brain’s throwing jabs, gut throwing hooks
Fighting every symptom while they skim my book
Got a pill box looking like a jewelry tray
Got a “maybe baby” box tucked away
Got a checklist long as a CVS tape
And a little bit of hope I refuse to erase
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m tired of making it pretty
Watering down my story
Tired of “could be worse” lines
When I’m ducking blows from my mind (woah)
[Chorus]
So I smile through the pain like it’s nothing (nothing)
Lip gloss, high waist, still bleeding in public
Every step, every breath, it’s a cage match
Body in the corner but I won’t crack
I’m in the ring with this flesh made of glass
Taking every hit, still I laugh
If my dreams don’t grow in this frame
I’ll still be here, saying my name
[Bridge – R&B / Rap Call & Response]
[R&B]
You see the highlight, don’t see the haze
You see my eyeliner, not the maze
You see the selfie, not the scans
You see the gold, not shaking hands (yeah)
[Rap]
You see the playlist, not the panic
See the jokes, not the mental traffic
See me winning, think I never miss
You don’t see me shadowbox all of this
[R&B]
I’m not broken, I’m in process (process)
Not a failure, just complex (complex)
If my body keeps throwing stones at my plans
I’ll build a throne where I stand (hey)
[Chorus]
I’ll smile through the pain, not to fake it, to claim it
Every bruise, every tear, I can name it
Every step, every breath, it’s a cage match
Body in the corner but I won’t crack
I’m in the ring, yeah, my flesh made of glass
Taking every hit, still I laugh
If my dreams don’t bloom in this frame
I’ll still be here, singing my name (my name)
[Outro]
Round after round, I’m lasting
Heart on the ropes, still dancing
If this is the life I own
I’ll wear this war like a crown of chrome
Style
rapmoody rap/r&b duet with female lead and featured rapper; airy keys and deephead-nod groovewarm basssparse guitar flickers. verses intimate and close-michook opens into stacked harmonies and a soaring topline. occasional filtered drums in pre-choruslast chorus adds ad-libs and subtle choir pads for a cathartic lift.r&b
Prompt
A duet of Rap and R&B of smiling through the pain, like I’m in the ring against my body, endometriosis and other reproductive conditions that cause infertility as well as ADHD conditions, female
Credits
Prompt byJazzy
GeneratedApr 6, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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