[instrumental] A moment of confusion. Not the first time. Wondered what kind of person I want to be? Who do I want to be? A question ringing in my mind. Who do I want to be? A question I just can't ignore. I want to be someone more. Someone I can be proud of. Someone with a purpose. And now I'm sure. I've found my purpose Found real direction. (Yeah) [rap section] I wanna write something that's truly special, Something that makes everybody stop and go, “Wow, that's cool”-yeah, something exceptional, Made with my own creativity, not this stupid website. Yeah, you heard me right. I realized using gen AI isn't creative at all And it's all fucking lazy So unoriginal Where's the magic? Where's the vision? Where's the spark in generating? If a machine does all the creating, Then what are you celebrating? I wanna struggle, I wanna try, I wanna fail and ask myself why. I wanna build something from the ground, Not type a prompt and wait around. Give me a blank page, give me a pen, Let me start it and begin again. Every mistake becomes part of the art, Every rough edge shows where I took part. I don't need a machine to tell my story, I wanna make something that's truly mine. It might not be perfect, it might not shine, But at least every word came from my mind. [instrumental] [outro] So if you're hearing this now, you should stop too. For the better of the world. I've found my purpose Found real direction And I'll push through.
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