[INTRO] Yeah… SILL-E… They said stay connected— I said connected to what? Cut the signal. Let’s go. [VERSE 1] I been living off the grid, but the grid still watching, Everybody got a screen, but nobody really conscious. Notifications popping, whole world need attention, I stopped chasing everybody— started listening to my intention. I don’t need a mansion, I need peace when I wake, don’t need everybody’s approval for the choices that I make. I was trapped in my habits, thought the cage was the world, then I realized the lock was the hand I had curled. So I loosened my grip, let the old me fall, sometimes losing connection is the greatest call. No signal in the mountains, but somehow I hear clear, funny how you find direction when the noise disappears. [HOOK] I’m off the grid, don’t know where I’m at, I’m somewhere between who I was and who I’m becoming at. No signal, no pressure, no chasing that applause, I disconnected from the world just to reconnect with God. Off the grid… yeah, I’m taking my time. Everybody chasing something— I’m just trying to find mine. [VERSE 2 — FASTER] I don’t need a blue check to confirm that I’m real, don’t need strangers on a timeline telling me how to feel. Algorithm got a rhythm, everybody dance, scrolling through a thousand lives while forgetting your own plans. I seen people build a prison out of likes and views, wearing somebody else’s life like a pair of borrowed shoes. I stepped outside the matrix, let the static fade, found out freedom ain’t a place—it’s a choice that you make. I been offline with a mind full of questions, God kept dropping clues, I kept calling ‘em coincidences. Life had me looking for a map in everybody else’s hand, then I realized the road was underneath where I stand. I ain’t running from the world, I’m just running toward peace, sometimes you gotta leave the noise just to hear what you need. If they wonder where I been, tell ’em somewhere getting free— SILL-E disconnected… but more connected to me. [VERSE 3] I don’t want the whole world, I just want my soul intact, want my family close, want my purpose on track. I spent too many years trying to prove I belonged, now I’m building something real with the pieces of the wrong. Every scar got a lesson, every loss left a line, every detour had a purpose I couldn’t see at the time. Maybe God wasn’t late— maybe I wasn’t ready, maybe every heavy season was preparing me to carry. So if you see me disappear, don’t assume that I’m lost, sometimes stepping away is how you calculate the cost. I ain’t hiding from life, I’m protecting what’s mine— peace in my heart, clear thoughts in my mind. No followers needed, no crowd in the room, just faith, family, music and a little breathing room. If the world keeps spinning, let it spin—I won’t trip… I’m not unplugging from life— I’m just living off the grid. [OUTRO] No signal… No validation… No chasing. Just me… My music… My purpose… And God knows where I’m going. SILL-E. Off the grid.
