[Intro]
Look into the mirror, what do U see?
Just an empty room staring back at thee
Turn the cameras on, let the reels spin,
But the walls are closing in.
Ah hahahaha !
[Verse 1]
U live your life behind a digital screen,
The loneliest queen that the world’s ever seen.
No dining room, just a coffee table and floor,
Afraid of the memories behind your door.
U claim that the past left you broken inside,
From a seat at the table U try hard to hide.
But I endured the damage, suffered through the pain,
While U build a kingdom on minimal strain.
Try being forced fed with gastropareesis
Suffering all night with hyper hematemesis
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, the frequency is changing now, the current is deep,
Promises of delusions U never could keep.
The energy shifts, the truth starts to clear,
And the loudest voice is the one full of fear.
I feel the energy just like Beethoven was able to write without ability to hear
The blessings that I have are something U wish U had, but fear
[Wailing scream]
Aaaaaahhhhhhh..
[Chorus]
Foulie Scum, you’re spinning in the wind,
Where the false projections finally end.
Standing all alone in a crowded room,
Chasing the light but trapped in the gloom.
The paper trail runs, the clock starts to chime,
And the record stands clear, outlasting the time.
[Verse 2]
Strawberry strawberry the neighborhood 304,
Bragging 'bout ice cream from the ghetto dollar store.
Chasing down the pipe and smack, trapped in the history,
While U try to make your current situation a mystery.
From Compton Avenue all through the Watts terrain,
U wouldn't last a minute in my hood or my brain
The DMH calls and the feds make the line,
The documents printed, cuffs clicked, just a matter of time.
[Chorus]
Foulie Scum, you’re spinning in the wind,
Where the false projections finally end.
Standing all alone in a crowded room,
Chasing the light but trapped in the gloom.
The paper trail runs, the clock starts to chime,
And the record stands clear, outlasting the time.
[Verse 3]
Spinning so fast from the words that they said,
Taking Ozempic till you're hanging by a thread.
One wrong turn and your pencil neck will break,
Snapping under pressure from the choices you make.
The court system's moving, the network is crossed,
Calculating the truth and the ultimate cost.
The paperwork’s ready, the narrative’s done,
And you’re left in the corner with nowhere to run.
[Bridge]
U claim you manifest the world with your mind? Ah hahaha 
Leaving the creator and the truth far behind.
A heavy delusion that U hold the control,
Trading the permanent for a broken role.
But the foundation holds, the spirit is free,
Covered in light that U never could see.
The storm you created is turning around,
Leaving U standing on hollowed-out ground.
[Outro]
Spinning out...
[screaming wail]
Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
Oops, sorry, no table to set.
Yeah, the camera fades to black.
Nothing left but the echo.
Nothing left at all.
I am completely free.
[whispered]
Ahhh relaxed
