[Intro] Yeah… I ain’t saying the demons gone. I’m saying they don’t drive no more. [Verse 1] I woke up and told my demons, “Move over,” I’m tired of living life looking over my shoulder. Tired of letting old pain pick my roads, tired of carrying graves like designer clothes. I been down with my face in the mud, been cold with my heart full of blood. Been wrong, been wild, been lost in the smoke, but I ain’t dead yet, so I still got hope. I learned healing ain’t soft, that shit take muscle, takes saying no when your whole life hustled. Takes walking away when your pride want war, takes locking old doors while your hands still sore. Takes telling the truth when lies feel safer, takes cutting off people you called your saviors. Takes crying sometimes when nobody see, takes forgiving the boy you used to be. [Hook] I’m better than my demons, stronger than my past, built from broken pieces that was never meant to last. Deep 808s hit, but my heart hit back, I came from pitch black, now I’m chasing that path. Better than my demons, louder than my shame, let the horns blow victory over my name. I been through hell, but I’m still breathing, I’m better, I’m better than my demons. [Verse 2] I want my family proud when they speak on me, want the kids to see growth, not grief on me. Want my woman to feel safe when the night get deep, want peace in the home where my babies sleep. I want money with purpose, not money with curses, want business plans bigger than funeral services. Want acres, want ownership, want clean legacy, want my last name standing independently. I can still rap raw, still talk that pain, still put thunder in the trunk when I ride through rain. But now the thunder got meaning, the bass got soul, not just chaos poured in a broken bowl. I’m proof you can change without losing your fire, proof mud can grow roots that reach higher. Proof a street-scarred man can still choose light, proof wrong roads don’t own your whole life. [Bridge] I beat nights I thought would kill me, beat lies that tried to build me. Beat fear that used to fill me, Lord, keep walking with me. [Final Hook] I’m better than my demons, stronger than my past, built from broken pieces that was never meant to last. Deep 808s hit, but my heart hit back, I came from pitch black, now I’m chasing that path. Better than my demons, louder than my shame, let the horns blow victory over my name. I been through hell, but I’m still breathing, I’m better, I’m better than my demons. [Outro] Yeah… Still scarred. Still saved by effort. Still standing.
