Self-Anointed

[Verse 1] Name in lights? I earned 'em all (Signed the deal) with a pen, not a prayer call Burned the bridge, but lit the runway Tell my exes they’re my foreplay Stardom’s not a climb, it’s a crawl Through egos and glitter and bathroom stalls (I kissed the devil) for a camera flash Then asked for another with a little more cash Every “No” just fed my name Turned betrayal into a brand campaign I sold out? Please. I bought in To a world where the worst sin is not to win [Pre-Chorus] (Oh, tell me what’s a soul for?) If it won’t boost my postscore (Oh, tell me what’s a vow worth?) When it doesn’t get you booked first [Chorus] Self anointed, bathed in gold Lines rehearsed, the lies I sold Stage is sacred, I’m the priest Worship me or call the police Glamour’s god, and I’m the proof My kiss is cursed and bulletproof Paint my sins in diamond font What I want’s what I want [Verse 2] Fame ain’t love, but it flirts better I cheat on sleep with a thirst letter, drink up praise, spit down pressure, faked a fall for the trendsetter, I’ve lied to gods, ghosted saints, turned pity into photo paints, left my morals at the door and used the tip jar for restraint— no shame, no censor, no need to confess, I stole from the best and still signed their breasts, I gaslight, gatekeep, glamorize stress, flip betrayal into a runway dress killed the vibe just to claim the kill, burned the truth just to test my will, lit the fuse with my own quotes, carved ambition into antidotes Every mistake is a flex I own, every sin’s got a custom tone, I don’t repent, I resell guilt, built my mansion out of silk and silt— gold chains, fake names, viral flames, sold frames of my lowest lows to people who think they know what pain is and if that’s art, I’ll print the scars, and if that’s fame, then here I are. [Chorus] (Back by flashbulb, back by spite) Self anointed, crown fits tight Fake my grace, I fake delight (But I’m glowing, bitch, and lit just right) Ohh— Spotlight baptized, ego kissed, Build a throne out of your guilt list You pray for peace, I pose for press (In sequins, sins, and high finesse) Self anointed, can’t dethrone this (Back by need, back by wish—) Your applause is my religion And I'm the god you can’t resist. [Verse 3] I’d rather die than settle down, tie a tie or live in town, Push a cart, or pack a van, or sit through memos from a man— Get real? Get wrecked. Get hired? Get checked. You still beg your boss for PTO? I just cashed a check for disrespect. Monday blues? I paint ‘em gold, you age out—I just get bold. Lunch break gossip’s all you hold? While I sell shame with triple fold. "Clock in, stay strong," you chant that lie, while praying Wi-Fi saves your spine— and your burnt out spine still bends for pay while I charge grief at 200k. I’m not the villain. I’m the proof: You had a choice—and picked the noose. [Chorus (Final Reprise)] (Back by flashbulb, back by flame) Self anointed, hate my name Dress me up in blame and praise (Still, I steal the whole damn stage) Ohh— Baptized in scandal, kiss the ring Every crime’s a trending thing You boo, you tweet, you fuel the myth (And crown me king with every click) Self anointed, born to bask (Back by wrath, back by gasp) You tried to cancel—couldn’t kill it Now I sell the mask you asked. [Bridge] Said I’d burn out? Baby, try harder I write sins in eyeliner Lipsticked spite on every verse You want revival? I want worse Spin the headlines, sell the tears I sip champagne on your fears Flash that grief like it’s couture Smile wide—your pain’s my lure (Oh he’s fake! / Oh he’s cruel!) Yeah? I built an empire out of ridicule. [Outro] So here’s your toast— to the famewhore ghost The glitch in your goddamn algorithm. Your guilt is gold, your scorn is sold— [Guitar Solo] Self anointed, hate my name Dress me up in blame and praise (Still, I steal the whole damn stage) Ohh— Baptized in scandal, kiss the ring Every crime’s a trending thing You boo, you tweet, you fuel the myth (And crown me king with every click) Self anointed, born to bask (Back by wrath, back by gasp) You tried to cancel—couldn’t kill it Now I sell the mask you asked.