Verse 1: Black and white floors, yeah the pattern under my feet, Life playin’ chess while they thinkin’ it’s checkers in the street. Two sides of the coin every time that it spin, You see an angel in the light, I see a demon in the grin. Mirror got a crack, show the halves of my face, Halo lookin’ crooked, got some horns in its place. I talk in balance, I walk that thin line, Truth wrapped in a riddle, tell a lie lookin’ fine. They say good and evil, but it’s never that clean, Every saint got a shadow, every villain a dream. Black squares, white squares, steps measured and slow, What you think you know depends where you stand on the floor. Chorus: Black, white, stomp—hear the floor when I move, Split the room in half, now they don’t know the truth. You see halos, I see fangs in the grin, Same damn face, let the chaos begin. Mind games heavy, got the vision on tilt, I don’t break wills, I just show what’s built. Checkered fate, every step is a play, You think you chose—nah, I led you that way. Verse 2: You call it guidance, I call it control of the view, Same words hit different when I angle the truth. I don’t force hands, I just tilt what you see, Reality’s a prism, split the light strategically. Whisper turn to gospel when the timing is right, Sun make angels, shadows make monsters at night. I don’t push the door, I just loosen the frame, Let you walk through thinkin’ you the one to blame. Duality speakin’ in a venomous tone, Both sides of the scale carved into my bones. I’m the pause in the breath, I’m the doubt in belief, I’m the calm explanation that sharpen the teeth. Chorus: Black, white, stomp—hear the floor when I move, Split the room in half, now they don’t know the truth. You see halos, I see fangs in the grin, Same damn face, let the chaos begin. Mind games heavy, got the vision on tilt, I don’t break wills, I just show what’s built. Checkered fate, every step is a play, You think you chose—nah, I led you that way. Outro: So watch where you stand when the colors collide, Black and white tiles, no place left to hide. I’m not good, I’m not bad, I’m the space in between, On a checkered floor world, every move cut clean.