Prompt / Lyrics
(Intro) (Mumbled, melodic, heavy auto-tune) Yeah... Battle Creek cold tonight... Inventory full, but the soul is empty... I gotta go... I gotta reset... (Chorus) She says I’m unreadable, looking at my face But I’m just glitching out, stuck in this place 3:45 AM, the bus is pulling up I got poison in the bag, but I’m putting down the cup Yeah, I’m unreadable, static in my mind Heading back to NC, leaving you behind Not because I want to, but 'cause I gotta live I’m running on low HP, I got nothing left to give. (Verse 1) One-fifty-one in the pocket, now it’s eighty-four Walking to Evergreen, staring at the floor Got the chest pains kicking, feeling like a heart attack System failure imminent, looking for the artifacts I told Lauren "Wait for me," she don’t know the half I’m fighting demons in the dark, trying to find a path The snow is falling heavy, burying the past I promise when I come back, I’m gonna make it last. (Bridge) (Voice gets higher, more strained/emotional) I’m hitting reset... I’m hitting reset... Flush the toxins out, I ain’t finished yet... I ain’t finished yet... (Chorus) She says I’m unreadable, looking at my face But I’m just glitching out, stuck in this place 3:45 AM, the bus is pulling up I got poison in the bag, but I’m putting down the cup. (Outro) I’m readable now... just watch me... Tactical withdrawal... Coming back stronger... Wait for me.Verse 2: The Merchant & The Medic (Flow: Fast, rhythmic, then slows down and gets "slurred" on the health lines) Packaged the pressure, twenty-two for the eighth Turn a small stack into a home, it’s a leap of faith Inventory full of greenery, but my lungs are black Got the chest pains tightening, feel the spine crack Is it the anxiety or is the engine failing? Walking through the cold while the wind is wailing Seventy-one on the receipt, eighty in the bank I’m a high-level sorcerer with an empty tank But the family is waiting at the end of the line They’re the only ones who can help me fix the design Pay 'em all back, brick by brick, cent by cent Until I’m standing tall, no longer living in a tent. The Breakdown (Spoken Word/Melodic) (Beat drops out, just the guitar riff playing) I tried Turo, but the funds were insufficient. System rejected the transaction. Had to take the ground route. Greyhound or the Amtrak, it don't matter— As long as it gets me away from the static. I’m sorry, Lauren. I’m unreadable because the code is corrupted. But I’m going back to the source. I’m going back to the roots.Outro: The North Carolina Protocol (Heavy reverb, voice trailing off) Resetting... 1%... 2%... Check the vitals at the station. Don't let 'em see the product. Don't let 'em see the pain. Survival statistics say I shouldn't make it... But they don't know the Sorcerer. They don't know the Ghostly. 3:45... I’m out.
Tags
Melodic Emo Rap, Sad Electric Guitar Riff, Heavy 808 Bass, Trap Drums, Raw Emotional Vocals, Gritty Atmosphere.
Duration
3:42
Instrumental
No
Created
2/7/2026