Too late

Running, trapped inside my mind, can’t escape—nah, it’s too late

Demons dance around my fate, laugh at every move I make

Tried to scream but silence ate, every word I fabricate

Now I’m locked behind my face, tryna bend but I just break

Used to think I was a fighter, now I’m fightin’ with the mirror

Truth hits harder when the lies get clearer

Tried prayer, pills, painkillers, all types of fear

But I’m still here, battlin’ this voice in my ear

Like—

“Run, run, you ain’t built for the climb

You just rhyme to disguise what you feel all the time”

So I write like a lifeline wrapped in a rhyme

With a mic like a knife, tryna sever my mind

Thought I broke free, but the chains still rattle

Wrote peace treaties, but I still fight battles

Every verse is a warzone, I bleed through the beat

Paint a masterpiece in pain, then repeat, then repeat

Running, trapped inside my mind, can’t escape—nah, it’s too late

Demons dance around my fate, laugh at every move I make

Tried to scream but silence ate, every word I fabricate

Now I’m locked behind my face, tryna bend but I just break

Flashbacks like flashbangs—memories blind

I rewind to the time I was dyin’ to shine

Now I shine just to hide what’s behind my eyes

Smile wide while inside I’m paralyzed

It’s a maze, every page got blood in the margins

Heart’s gone cold, I forgot where it started

Used to spit flames, now I’m burned by the fire

Was driven by pain, now I’m stuck with the tires

Thought I climbed out the gutter just to slip in the drain

Fame’s a fake fix, now I’m sick in the brain

Wrote a thousand rhymes, but the pain’s still plain

Cuz the mic’s just a muzzle when you live with the shame

I’ve been runnin' from a ghost with my name on its chest

Chasin’ peace with a pen, but I’m stuck in regret

And the harder I push, yeah, the tighter it grips

It’s a war in my head, and I’m losin’ it quick

Running, trapped inside my mind, can’t escape—nah, it’s too late

Demons dance around my fate, laugh at every move I make

Tried to scream but silence ate, every word I fabricate

Now I’m locked behind my face… tryna bend… but I just break…

Too late...

Yeah...

Ain’t no outrunning what lives inside you.