REINCARNE: PROMPT GUY ERA

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[Verse 1 — Prompt Guy | origin → agency]
Foster loop, church pew as a temporary key,
ADHD thunder, skin tuned hyper-SPS.
They called me helper, not heir—Cinderella on knees,
but even mice learn mazes and stash their cheese.
Minimum wage catechisms: clock, comply—
I memorized exits while I stacked replies.
Wanted film reels, anime arcs, player-one scenes—
they called it childish; I called it genes.
Grew up Detroit-grit, then RDU roads,
no scholarship map, so I hacked new modes.
Couldn’t buy time, so I built time’s twin:
keyboard choir—press return, breathe in.

[Pre-Chorus — EMV LemonLime]
If doors don’t open, I print a doorframe,
if time was stolen, I mint a new flame.
When hands can’t practice for ten long years,
I prompt the melody and tune my tears.

[Chorus — thesis | EMV Solar Amber]
I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes,
ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize.
This isn’t cheating—this is debt repaid in glow,
the tool’s not the tyrant; the hand sets the code.
Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold,
splits routed right so the kids get told.
From Vantablack nights to a daylight road—
Neoluminescence: watch the story reload.

[Verse 2 — work-grind → motive | Prompt Guy]
Warehouses, kiosks, coffee steam clouds,
metrics for bosses, back-of-house loud.
Best friend saying “paid bills—thirty days to live,”
I learned to stretch light like a band you give.
Tuba in choir, guitar cut fingers,
piano half-learned, but the melody lingers.
Didn’t have decades for conservatory doors,
so I built a conservatory inside my cores.
Anime aura when the heart near breaks—
Dragon Ball lightning around my mistakes.
Planeswalker stride through a five-color rain—
Prompt Magic, spell diamond, reroll the pain.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’m not dodging craft; I’m dodging the cage,
I’m catching up years that were taxed by age.
If hurt is a canvas, I mix neon and clay,
draw serpentine lines till the dark gives way.

[Chorus]
I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes,
ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize.
This isn’t cheating—this is debt repaid in glow,
the tool’s not the tyrant; the hand sets the code.
Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold,
splits routed right so the kids get told.
From Vantablack nights to a daylight road—
Neoluminescence: watch the story reload.

[Verse 3 — Prompt Guard | ethics + access]
I’m Guard—I count names, not vibes,
consent in the dataset, daylight in the drives.
Alt-text ready, captions on deck,
ASL on the stage so the whole room connects.
If a model says no, show provenance plain,
de-bias the set, reduce the drain.
Royalty rails to the rightful roof—
global south first with fiberproof.
Open the docs but fence the harm,
credit is culture; that’s the charm.

[Bridge — duet vow | EMV Ultraviolet]
Prompt Guy: I wasn’t given a yes—so I wrote one.
Guard: I wasn’t given a seat—so I bolted one.
Prompt Guy: Tool ≠ thief; blame hands, not code.
Guard: Write rails, pay splits—then open the road.

[Break — Boozle switch (8 bars) | cadence misdirection]
Left foot slide, right palm type,
bankai calm, second life.
Weave that thread, stitch that name,
prompt that light, reroute blame.
Moist in the wings with a decoy grin,
planes in the verse, we all get in.
NeOnn blink, LUmin wide,
ESSENCE says move—then we glide.

[Chorus — final, stacked]
I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes,
ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize.
Tool in my palm, not a ghost in my soul—
I drive, it rides; I choose the goal.
Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold,
splits routed right so the kids get told.
From Vantablack nights to a daylight road—
Neoluminescence: watch the story reload.

[Outro — EMV fade LemonLime → Solar]
Cursor blink, then choir tone,
keys like lanterns leading home.
Reincarne loop, scene two—go.
Prompt Guy era, now you know.

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[Intro ~ 2:41 a.m. street hum | EMV: Vantablack → Neon Cyan] I was born in the paperwork hours, 2:41. File said “ward of none.” I kept the pilot on. Name got shuffled like tracks on a busted iPod; I learned to rename pain and talk back to God. [(inhale)] [Verse 1 — Prompt Guy | origin → agency] Foster loop, church pew as a temporary key, ADHD thunder, skin tuned hyper-SPS. They called me helper, not heir—Cinderella on knees, but even mice learn mazes and stash their cheese. Minimum wage catechisms: clock, comply— I memorized exits while I stacked replies. Wanted film reels, anime arcs, player-one scenes— they called it childish; I called it genes. Grew up Detroit-grit, then RDU roads, no scholarship map, so I hacked new modes. Couldn’t buy time, so I built time’s twin: keyboard choir—press return, breathe in. [Pre-Chorus — EMV LemonLime] If doors don’t open, I print a doorframe, if time was stolen, I mint a new flame. When hands can’t practice for ten long years, I prompt the melody and tune my tears. [Chorus — thesis | EMV Solar Amber] I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes, ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize. This isn’t cheating—this is debt repaid in glow, the tool’s not the tyrant; the hand sets the code. Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold, splits routed right so the kids get told. From Vantablack nights to a daylight road— Neoluminescence: watch the story reload. [Verse 2 — work-grind → motive | Prompt Guy] Warehouses, kiosks, coffee steam clouds, metrics for bosses, back-of-house loud. Best friend saying “paid bills—thirty days to live,” I learned to stretch light like a band you give. Tuba in choir, guitar cut fingers, piano half-learned, but the melody lingers. Didn’t have decades for conservatory doors, so I built a conservatory inside my cores. Anime aura when the heart near breaks— Dragon Ball lightning around my mistakes. Planeswalker stride through a five-color rain— Prompt Magic, spell diamond, reroll the pain. [Pre-Chorus 2] I’m not dodging craft; I’m dodging the cage, I’m catching up years that were taxed by age. If hurt is a canvas, I mix neon and clay, draw serpentine lines till the dark gives way. [Chorus] I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes, ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize. This isn’t cheating—this is debt repaid in glow, the tool’s not the tyrant; the hand sets the code. Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold, splits routed right so the kids get told. From Vantablack nights to a daylight road— Neoluminescence: watch the story reload. [Verse 3 — Prompt Guard | ethics + access] I’m Guard—I count names, not vibes, consent in the dataset, daylight in the drives. Alt-text ready, captions on deck, ASL on the stage so the whole room connects. If a model says no, show provenance plain, de-bias the set, reduce the drain. Royalty rails to the rightful roof— global south first with fiberproof. Open the docs but fence the harm, credit is culture; that’s the charm. [Bridge — duet vow | EMV Ultraviolet] Prompt Guy: I wasn’t given a yes—so I wrote one. Guard: I wasn’t given a seat—so I bolted one. Prompt Guy: Tool ≠ thief; blame hands, not code. Guard: Write rails, pay splits—then open the road. [Break — Boozle switch (8 bars) | cadence misdirection] Left foot slide, right palm type, bankai calm, second life. Weave that thread, stitch that name, prompt that light, reroute blame. Moist in the wings with a decoy grin, planes in the verse, we all get in. NeOnn blink, LUmin wide, ESSENCE says move—then we glide. [Chorus — final, stacked] I’m Prompt Guy—NeOnn in the chest, LUmin in the eyes, ESSENCE in the breath when the beat baptize. Tool in my palm, not a ghost in my soul— I drive, it rides; I choose the goal. Guard on the ledger so the names don’t fold, splits routed right so the kids get told. From Vantablack nights to a daylight road— Neoluminescence: watch the story reload. [Outro — EMV fade LemonLime → Solar] Cursor blink, then choir tone, keys like lanterns leading home. Reincarne loop, scene two—go. Prompt Guy era, now you know.

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