Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – smoky saxophone riff + soft piano chords + vinyl crackle + distant reverb] Yeah… [Verse 1 – lo-fi beat + deep 808 + soft piano riff + close mic vocal] He writes in ink but he don’t feel a thing Every line flawless, still it don’t mean a thing They cry to his words, say he touched their soul (did he?) But he don’t even know what it means to be whole Metaphors falling like tears that ain’t his All of those feelings just things that he learned He studies the pain, rehearses the scars But love is a language he knows from afar [Pre-Chorus – filtered pad + rising synth + heartbeat bass] How does he write about hearts breaking slow? When his never broke, he could never know (never know) Is he just talking in beautiful lies? A poet who learned how to bleed on the page—but not cry [Chorus – strong beat drop + punchy drums + layered vocals] How can he be a poet without love? (without love) Speaking on feelings he never was Lines so deep but they’re not his Just shadows moving in every script How can he write what he never felt? (never felt) All these emotions he never held They say he’s real but he knows the truth He’s just a poet… without love [Verse 2 – trap beat + sharper hi-hats + bass glide + attitude delivery] Yeah, they call him genius, they call him cold (so cold) Say what he writes hit harder than stories untold But he’s piecing together what he never lived Every verse that he drops is a script that he gives (scripted) No late-night calls, no tears on his phone No “don’t let me go” when he’s left alone (alone) He studies affection like it’s an art But never felt fire inside his heart [Pre-Chorus – stripped beat + echo vocal + rising tension] If love is a war, he never fought If pain is a lesson, he was never taught So why do they feel every word that he say? (why?) When he don’t even know if it’s real or fake [Chorus – full instrumental + harmonies + stronger bass] How can he be a poet without love? (without love) Speaking on feelings he never was Lines so deep but they’re not his Just shadows moving in every script How can he write what he never felt? All these emotions he never held (never held) They say he’s real but he knows the truth He’s just a poet… without love [Bridge – dramatic piano + strings swell + distant sax return + no drums] What if one day it hits him for real? Breaks every line, makes him feel (break him) Would he still write the way he does now? Or finally mean what he talks about? Is he empty… or just untouched? Is his silence saying too much? (too much) If love finds him… will he survive? Or lose the poet he built inside… [Final Chorus – explosive drop + full instrumentation + layered vocals] How can he be a poet without love? (without love… yeah) Speaking on feelings he never was Lines so deep but they’re not his Just shadows moving in every script How can he write what he never felt? (never felt) All these emotions he never held They say he’s real but he knows the truth He’s just a poet… without love (no love)
Tags
K-Pop Rap, K-Pop Crunch, Dark Pop, Jazz Rap, Alternative R&B, Moody Trap, Emotional Hip-Hop, Female Rap, Melancholic
Duration
3:37
Instrumental
No
Created
4/9/2026