[Verse 1] I see things coming before the moment breathes, I read your energy shifts like wind in the trees. Call it prophecy, call it instinct, call it deep-bone truth — I’ve been seeing storms long before you felt the proof. Everyone wants the warning, nobody wants the depth — they fear the revelation more than the threat. They laugh at the prophet till the wave hits land, then act like they always knew and never took my hand. [Hook] Seer’s burden, eyes open wide — I see the truth you keep trying to hide. I feel the ripple before the tide, I carry visions you can’t divide. Seer’s burden — I just survive. [Verse 2] You call it paranoia, I call it second sight, you call it overthinking, I call it reading the night. I’m tuned to the unseen, plugged into the thread — I hear echoes from the future like whispers from the dead. But every truth comes with a cost, every forecast gets you lost — people want magic till they see the burn, want advice till they have to learn. I didn’t ask for the vision, it chose me first, gave me insight and gave me the curse. [Hook] Seer’s burden, eyes open wide — I see the truth you keep trying to hide. I feel the ripple before the tide, I carry visions you can’t divide. Seer’s burden — I just survive. [Bridge] I’m not Nostradamus, but the bone knows. Energy speaks even when the mouth stays closed. I watch karma circle like a hawk on high — I see cause and effect long before the why. [Outro] I don’t fear the future, I fear the blind — those who refuse what’s right in their mind. I walk with the burden, the gift, the sign — I see the truth every time… even when it ain’t mine.