[Intro] Soul... [Verse 1] Yeah, I been in a headspace, duckin’ all the dead weight, Runnin’ with a brain that never operates on break days. People wanna dictate, tell me how to fix things — Funny, they don’t ever lift the baggage that my wrists take. Misplaced trust? Yeah, I ditched that quick, Heart colder than a timestamp on a missed last text. Mind glitchin’ like a system I can’t reset yet, Reroute thoughts till the whole board short-circuits. I don’t do the chit-chat, mind on dispatch, Tryna keep the calm but the panic wanna riff back. Push me to the limit, then they act like I went whiplash— I don’t need opinions, I already got a six-pack Full of insecurities packaged like a gift bag, Tryna break free but the locks wanna click back. Thoughts too loud — I’m drownin’ in the syntax, Whole life coded like a bug I gotta patch fast. --- [Hook] Leave me alone — Mind on overload, I’m dodgin’ every undertone. Talk is cheap, but the pressure never comes and goes, It stays like a ghost in the walls of my bones. Leave me alone — I don’t need a fix or a throne, I control Every misfire, wire, signal, tone — Just let me breathe in my zone. Leave me alone. --- [Verse 2] I don’t like crowds, I don’t like handshakes, I don’t like people tellin’ me about my fanbase. I don’t like fake love, I don’t like mandates, I don’t like anything that tries to plan fate. Look — I’m a bit volatile, borderline fractal, Mind split clean like a blade through a capsule. Tryna outrun all the thoughts that I grapple, But they stick close like a mic to a rap show. I don’t need a scaffold, I don’t need a chant, no, I don’t need a critic with a list of my past quotes. Every time I move, somebody wanna fact-check flows, Tell me what I mean like they ever stepped in my threshold. Back off — I been tryna breathe through a mask-off Moment where the whole world wanna cast off Doubt like a stone, but the impact’s blast-off, Hit me in the chest and I still don’t stand off. I adapt in a flash—call that fast-track, I advance while they crash—call that abstract. If they ask why I snap? It’s the backlash, Every thought tryna hijack where my path at --- [Bridge] Yeah, I’m done with the nonsense, Done with the comments, Done with the people who think they can audit Every emotion I bottle, I’m cautious, Mind runnin’ laps and it’s never exhausted. Call it a problem? I call it a process. Call me obsessive? I call it my progress. Call it neurotic? I call it an offense When someone assumes they can step in my conscience. --- [Outro] Leave me alone… That’s it. Don’t need help, don’t need tone — Just let me roam… Leave me alone.
