

Prompt / Lyrics
[Chorus] It’s me, my dog, against the world Against the fakes, all the lies unfurled Port Huron rain in my rearview glass God got my back, I ain’t going out last (nah) It’s me, my dog, against the world Every scar on my skin, every thought I’ve hurled Town full of pain, I’ma break that curse Praying through the worst, put my faith in the verse (yeah) [Verse 1] Woke up to sirens, chalk on the curb Mama on the phone, voice starting to tremble, slurred Friends turning ghosts over one small choice Needles in the alley, I still hear their voice Fake love in the handshake, eyes so cold Smiles on their face, but their hearts been sold Scrolling through deaths like a timeline feed Everybody grieving, everybody bleed [Chorus] It’s me, my dog, against the world Against the fakes, all the lies unfurled Port Huron rain in my rearview glass God got my back, I ain’t going out last (oh yeah) It’s me, my dog, against the world Every scar on my skin, every thought I’ve hurled Town full of pain, I’ma break that curse Praying through the worst, put my faith in the verse [Verse 2] Walking past houses with the blinds drawn tight You can feel the secrets from the street at night Scams on the corner, poison in the veins Quick little flip, then a long black train Funerals on Friday, tears on the seats Hugs in the hallway, same old speech “How we let this happen?” but we all just know This is what happens when the heart turns cold Still, I keep a Bible by the side of the bed Talk to the ceiling when I’m lost in my head If I slip, if I fall, if I fade from sight I know who catching me when I lose that fight (yeah) [Chorus] It’s me, my dog, against the world Against the fakes, all the lies unfurled Port Huron rain in my rearview glass God got my back, I ain’t going out last It’s me, my dog, against the world Every scar on my skin, every thought I’ve hurled Town full of pain, I’ma break that curse Faith in my veins till they put me in the dirt (till they put me in the dirt)
Tags
rap, Gritty Midwest emo-trap beat, dark melodic keys over knocking drums and deep bass. Male vocals, half-sung hook with raw, confessional verses. Sparse verse one, then drums hit harder on the second hook. Subtle pitched vocal doubles on the chorus, airy pad swelling in the background to give a wounded, cinematic feel., fake, world
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4/1/2026