Yeah… I look inside, see a thousand versions of me None of them sleep, they just keep asking “why can’t you be free?” I write bars like they scars on a bleeding page, every line cuts deep when I release this rage, voices in my head sound like a crowded stage, all talking at once but none of them disengage. Broken mirrors on the floor of my mind, every shard shows a different side I can’t define, one says quit it, one says fight through the pain, one just laughs while I’m drowning in shame. Raised in doubt, fed on chaos and stress, turning trauma into tracks when I’m under this pressure, yes, hit record and it all starts to explode, heart racing faster than the tempo I hold. No sleep, I dream with my eyes open wide, demons dressed like thoughts that I try to hide, I write to stay sane but I’m losing control, every rhyme I spit is a crack in my soul. Broken mirrors, I don’t recognize my face, screaming loud, but there’s silence in this place, falling down, but I still stand alone, turning all this darkness into fire I own. Broken mirrors, a thousand minds in my head, same old war that I fight every day instead, if I lose myself, I won’t stay down low, I keep writing till the whole world knows. Words like bullets, I aim at my chest, but I’m the one collapsing under all of this test, schizophrenic flow, switch styles in a blink, whispering death then I shout before you think. They used to laugh, now they nod to my sound, but it don’t change the fact I’m still underground, success is just another kind of pressure to bear, one wrong step and you’re gasping for air. I bend syllables, break them, rebuild them again, every punchline is a maze, they can’t comprehend, I shift my shape before the verse even ends, like a glitch in the system that never pretends. If this is a game then I broke all the rules, an error in code they can’t patch or remove, I keep pushing forward when the world says stop, got hunger for revenge, not just chasing the top. Broken mirrors, I don’t recognize my face, screaming loud, but there’s silence in this place, falling down, but I still stand alone, turning all this darkness into fire I own. Broken mirrors, a thousand minds in my head, same old war that I fight every day instead, if I lose myself, I won’t stay down low, I keep writing till the whole world knows. If you get lost inside these twisted lines, just know they’re fragments of me… not the end of my life. Broken mirrors, I don’t recognize my face, screaming loud, but there’s silence in this place, falling down, but I still stand alone, turning all this darkness into fire I own. Broken mirrors, a thousand minds in my head, same old war that I fight every day instead, if I lose myself, I won’t stay down low, I keep writing till the whole world knows.
