Yeah… this ain’t hate, it’s healing.
It’s truth talk.
It’s “don’t play with me if you still breakin’ you.”
Trevis — nah, I don’t fuck with him,
He an emotional menace, I’m done with him.
Every time I get close, I feel the sentence start,
Like I’m servin’ time for lovin’ with my open heart.
He ain’t holdin’ no key, but he talk like a warden,
Actin’ like he holy but his soul disordered.
Say his life perfect, but his pain imported,
Try to hang on — nah, that rope distorted.
He want me to see him, but he can’t see me,
Tryna tell me who to be — let me be free.
I’m good on my own, yeah, I’m findin’ my peace,
Cuz his chaos, baby, don’t align with me.
See, I think it’s that childhood pain he never faced,
Still tryin’ to love from an unhealed place.
And that’s dangerous — unfair,
Cuz when you don’t fix your wounds, you bleed everywhere.
Don’t unleash your trauma on a heart that’s pure,
Don’t preach connection if you still unsure.
If you ain’t done your work, don’t reach for mine —
Cuz love without healing just wastes our time.
You gotta fix your roots before you plant your seeds,
You can’t build love if you still can’t breathe.
Don’t bleed on the ones who never cut you —
I ain’t your mirror, I’m your breakthrough.
His words hit heavy — that emotional stealth,
Left me questionin’ my worth, my health.
Now rule number one, I protect myself,
If you can’t lift me up — go somewhere else.
No more lessons from a broken man’s mouth,
I’m northbound now, no time for south.
I’m buildin’ me — yeah, brick by brick,
And the peace I found? That’s my final hit.
If you can’t lift me up — leave me alone,
I been carryin’ my spirit like a queen on her throne.
I’m done with the chains, done with the tone,
If love don’t heal — it don’t belong in my home.
(beat fades — soft hum, honey-drip outro)
Rule number one… protect your peace.
Rule number two… don’t break what you can’t fix.
