[Rain] [Guzheng — five notes] [SUB] BOOM... [Upright bass] BOOM... BOOM... [COSMIC] Everybody keeps asking me Who I became. Maybe that's The wrong question. [BEAT] I got a name for the daytime Name for the night One pays the bills One turns off the lights One knows the rules One questions why One looks at the ground One keeps watching The sky [SUB] BOOM... BOOM... BOOM... Everybody saying— Be yourself. Okay. Which one? [CHORUS] What if I'm Batman Pretending to be Bruce Wayne? What if the mask Is the one with my government name? What if the strange me Is actually sane And the man you thought you knew Was the one Playing the game? Who is the mask? Who is the man? Who did they make? Who did I am? [Whisper] Look again... [COSMIC] Maybe Cosmic Wasn't who I became. Maybe Cosmic Was who remained. [GUZHENG] [VERSE] Family knew one me School knew another Woman that I loved Met somebody undercover Students get the teacher Camera gets the voice Everybody gets a version But which one Gets the choice? I spent years being useful Good man Good job Responsible Predictable Stay inside the lines And nod Then nighttime came— Notebook open. Bass low. Mind moving. Four things happening At once And suddenly— No confusion. That's interesting. Maybe idleness Was never peace for me Maybe movement Is the place My mind gets free Maybe building Wasn't hiding From the shit I couldn't face Maybe building Was the first time I recognized My face. [CHORUS] What if I'm Batman Pretending to be Bruce Wayne? What if normal Was the costume And weird was my name? What if every expectation Was rehearsing the same— Be somebody we recognize So we don't have to change? [SUB] BOOM... Take it off. BOOM... Take it off. BOOM... [MELODIC RAP] Teacher— Take it off. Creator— That's still a name. Investor— Take it off. Mystic— Careful with that frame. Husband Father Lover Builder All of them true But none of those answers Who the hell Is wearing who? [Beat disappears] [BRIDGE] If you take away What I do... Who am I? Take away Who loves me... Who am I? Take away What I own... Who am I? Take away What they expected... [Silence] There you are. [SUB DROP] [FINAL RAP] I don't need A final answer That's another kind of cage Identity gets dangerous When you laminate the page So I'll keep becoming Keep questioning the frame Keep enough of every version That still answers To my name I listen. I test. I learn. I build. Not because That's who I'm supposed to be Because every time I do those things Something underneath Feels free Maybe that's the signal. Not prophecy. Not fate. Just noticing Which version of yourself Doesn't feel Like something You create. [FINAL CHORUS] What if I'm Batman Pretending to be Bruce Wayne? What if the mask Was ordinary And the truth was strange? What if Cosmic Didn't give me Another name— What if Cosmic Was permission To stop Playing the game? [BOOM] Who is the mask? [BOOM] Who is the man? [BOOM] Who gives a damn? [Guzheng] [COSMIC, smiling] They call me Cosmic. [Whisper] We know. [COSMIC] No... I think I'm starting to. [Needle scratch] [END]
