

Prompt / Lyrics
He got demons and he can’t even see em They takin a hold of his soul his body his feelings He lookin in the mirror prayin for a way to beat them Hopin one day his karma don’t come back to meet him He praying that his soul don’t feel the hole burning in his chest Finger on the trigger Ka pow he lookin for blessings He hurtin and he know it he don’t give 2 fuccs and it’s showin Broke pockets don’t talk Broke niggas keep walkin You couldn’t match me with a book If you were on fire You still too much He filled to the brim with anger and it’s spillin over Hyped dreams big things Pipe dreams no rings He shootin flakes in a flurry Cookin up Steph but he ain’t Curry Her waist thick and it’s curvy She a boss he don’t even know it She callin the shots while she blowin
Tags
Rap, r&b, male vocals
0:56
No
3/26/2026