WELCOME TO THE STATIC [Intro] Static... You hear that? That's every voice that told me I couldn't do this. Every fucking doubt... Every loss... Every version of me I had to bury just to become this one. Static gets louder. I stopped trying to fit in. I stopped trying to sound like everybody else. I stopped asking permission. So if you're looking for a genre... You're in the wrong fucking place. [Beat drops] [Verse 1] I came from the static, the panic, the damage, The nights I was trapped in my head with the madness, Had dreams in a bedroom and pain in the attic, Now I put every scar in the sound of the Platinum! I don't need a category, fuck your majority, I'm morphing accordingly, forcing the door for me, Rap with a melody, rock with a felony, Pain in the harmony, rage in the frequency. I been too low, I been too high, I been dead inside, still refused to die, Now every time that I touch that mic, It's another little piece of the old me that I leave behind. I ain't one sound, I'm a whole damn spectrum, Turn heartbreak into something electric, Turn anger to art, turn scars into records, Turn every rejection to fuel for the engine. [Pre-Hook] Can you hear me through the static? Can you feel me when it cracks? Every sound that I became Came from everything I lacked. [Hook] Welcome to the static, Where the broken become classics, Where the pain becomes the passion, Where the rules don't fucking matter. Welcome to the static, You can't label what I am, If I change, then let me change, I'm not here to fit your pattern. [Verse 2] I can switch from a whisper to war in a minute, Put a melody over misery, then distort it, Put the rage in a guitar and the pain in a chorus, Then go back to the booth and get technical for it. I don't wanna pick one lane, I want every road, I don't wanna play one role, I got several souls, I don't wanna make one sound just to sell a show, I wanna make something they remember when I'm dead and gone. So let the bass shake, let the walls break, Let the whole fucking framework fall in place, Let the heartbreak bleed through the 808s, Let the scream hit right where the melody breaks. This ain't just an album, it's evidence, Every track is another piece of what I've been, Every genre is a different side of the medicine, And every fucking version of me is getting represented. [Bridge] Static... Maybe I'm too much. Maybe I'm too different. Maybe that's the point. [Final Hook] Welcome to the static, Where the broken become classics, Where the pain becomes the passion, Where the rules don't fucking matter. Welcome to the static, You can't label what I am, If I change, then let me change, I'm not here to fit your pattern. [Outro] Static fades in. You wanted a genre? ... I gave you all of them. Static cuts. [SILENCE]
