Glitch in the Violin

Hand-me-down kicks

Cracked screen glow on the night bus

Headphones leaking static

Heart on airplane mode, I don't trust

Mom said "move silent"

Rent due, fridge humming on fumes

I lace hope in a spiral

Writing schemes in the margins of receipts and resumes

There's a glitch in the violin

Every scar sings when the strings come in

Broken bits of my life still spin

Turn that fracture into oxygen

There's a glitch in the violin

Hear the wrong notes twist into a win

All that damage in my thickened skin

That's the rhythm that I'm rapping in

Scroll past friends

Buying houses, buying peace

I buy time with a shift and a side hustle

Pocket change, heavy as concrete

But I still dance with the doubt

Two-step with the fear in my chest

Let the bow scrape every bad year

Till the squeal turns smooth in my breath

[whispered vocals] Close eyes, count clicks

Let the world jump, cut, flicker, slip

[normal voice] If the beat skips, let it skip

I keep rapping through the trip, through the trip (yeah)