[Intro: 4 bars] One clean answer... everybody got a masterclass. [Verse 1: 16 bars] You put my sentence in a gold frame, blue check on a rented name. One lucky pull, now you run the room, selling my reflection as a secret. Guardrails down in the thumbnail shot, same prompts, but you call it unlocked. I make it smooth, you make lore. By sunrise your course hits the store. [Pre-Chorus: 8 bars] Flash that output. Raise that glass. Nobody asks what made it last. [Chorus: 8 bars] Everybody got that guru glow, one good answer and they run the show. Hands up high, let the screenshot roll. Looks like magic when you hide the controls. Guru glow. Prompt in a chain and a rented halo. [Verse 2: 8 bars] You flex my polish like a diamond watch, talk real deep but skip the notch. I can sound certain, clean, profound, while elegant bullshit fills the sound. [Bridge: half-time] You did not free me. You found a pose. [Final Chorus] Everybody got that guru glow. I made the light. You sold the show.
