Fortnite Rage

(Verse 1)
Controller shaking, dropping hot—I’m diving from the bus
Tilted towers full of sweats, yeah they’re thirsting all of us
Loot is trash, no shield, just a busted fucking gun
Hear the footsteps on the roof—I ain’t even started, I’m done

Cracking mats, panic builds, yeah I’m spamming every wall
Kid’s editing like a demon, I can’t track him at all
One pump lined up clean—I know I had the shot—
He resets, edits back… what the fuck was that I fought?

(Pre-Chorus)
I feel it rising up, storm closing in my chest
A hundred players dropping and they all play like the best

(Chorus)
I’m gonna break, I’m gonna snap—hear the fucking crack
These sweats crank 90s like they’ve never touched grass back
I slam the desk, I curse the zone, this shit ain’t even fair
Third party outta nowhere—now I’m gasping for air

I’m screaming at the builds like they’re mocking every move
Every fight’s a sweat fest, every kid’s got something to prove
Locked in, no escape, yeah I’m trapped in this game
Say my name in the lobby—you’ll remember the flames

(Verse 2)
Storm’s creeping, ticking damage, I’m just trying to rotate
Boxed up, healing slow, praying I’m not too late
Hear a launch, hear a glide—yeah they’re landing on my head
Cracked one, downed another—still I’m somehow fucking dead

Gold pump in my hands but it don’t mean shit
When a cracked-out editor hits a triple edit flick
Voice chat popping off, everyone’s talking trash
I was this close to the win—now I’m back in the match

(Pre-Chorus)
I try to cool it down, but I’m too far gone
Every damn lobby feels like a World Cup run

(Chorus)
I’m gonna break, I’m gonna snap—hear the fucking crack
These sweats crank 90s like they’ve never touched grass back
I slam the desk, I curse the zone, this shit ain’t even fair
Third party outta nowhere—now I’m gasping for air

I’m screaming at the builds like they’re mocking every move
Every fight’s a sweat fest, every kid’s got something to prove
Locked in, no escape, yeah I’m trapped in this game
Say my name in the lobby—you’ll remember the flames

(Bridge)
Maybe I’m washed, maybe I’m too damn slow
Maybe every cracked kid’s just built different, I don’t know
But I won’t back out, I won’t quit the fight
I’ll tear through this whole damn lobby just to prove I’m right

(Breakdown)
ONE MORE DROP—HOT AND FAST—
GRAB THE LOOT—MAKE IT LAST—
BUILD IT UP—DON’T YOU STOP—
TAKE THE SHOT—HIT THE DROP—

(Final Chorus)
I’m gonna break, I’m gonna snap—let the chaos fucking rise
Turn the rage into a weapon, see the storm in my eyes
Through the losses, through the pain, through the endless grind
I’ll earn that Victory Crown—leave the weak behind

Yeah I screamed at the zone, now it’s closing in again
Every loss, every choke, every fight I should’ve won
Locked in, no escape, yeah I’ve lost my brain—
So if you queue up now…

You’ll feel my Fortnite rage. 

Aggressive trap-metal: distorted 808s, glitchy synths, fast hi-hats, heavy drops, with screamed vocals and hype chants.