[Intro] [laid-back rap] You want my honest opinion? Perfect. I’ll press it on you anyway. Familiar? [Verse 1] [rap] Arrogance rarely arrives with a crown, it walks in convinced it has figured you out. A permanent verdict, a confident mouth, a personal gospel delivered out loud. [doubletime rap] Talk over answers, then call it debate, rank every difference by status and taste. Your angle turns sacred, your judgment turns law, your mirror gets framed as the measure for all. [slow rap] Volume gets mistaken for weight in a room, certainty blossoms and arrogance blooms. Everyone speaks while the listening dies, each little kingdom convinced it is right. [rap] We’re grown. Allegedly. Act like it then. Two different truths can exist between friends. Conversation takes more than waiting your turn, and wisdom gets wider the longer you learn. [Hook] [singing high] Fly high, let the wings catch fire in the light, ride every current and savour the height. [singing deep] Keep some humility close to your side, hubris gets drunk on a beautiful rise. [singing high] Listen when somebody opens their mind, leave enough room for a different design. [singing deep] Confidence carries, perspective gives sight, arrogance measures the depth of the flight. [Verse 2] [dry rap] “You’ll never reach my socks.” Darling, relax. I’ve smelled them. Trash. [rap] Keep your pedestal polished, your hierarchy neat, your imaginary ladder, your self-crowned seat. Taste becomes status, preference becomes rank, ego writes cheques while awareness goes blank. [doubletime rap] My taste. My standards. My version. My view. A universe carefully tailored to you. Difference enters, you measure its worth, as though your approval sets prices on Earth. [slow rap] Maybe you’re brilliant. Spectacular. Rare. Wonderful. Frame it and hang it somewhere. Real stature carries its weight without show, a mountain has very little to prove. [Bridge] [singing high] I know how altitude enters the veins, sun on the feathers, a rush through the frame. Emerald water is glowing below, blue through the night where the moonlight still flows. [singing deep] So humility travels wherever I rise, steady beside me beneath open skies. [rap] Wings give me altitude. Character chooses what I do with the height. [Verse 3] [rap] Ignorance thrives when conviction gets crowned, when every discussion needs winners announced. Listening shrinks into weakness and shame, care gets confused with conceding the game. [doubletime rap] Then language turns sport and the sharpest one scores, people become little labels in drawers. Everybody screaming, “My freedom, my voice,” beautiful words for a conscious choice. [slow rap] Freedom gives range, gives language its reach, responsibility follows the freedom to speak. Own what you carry. Own what you spread. Own every pattern you consciously tread. [rap] We’re grown. Kindergarten had supervision. [Hook] [singing high] Fly high, let the whole damn horizon expand, carry your confidence clean in your hands. [singing deep] Give other people the room to exist, strength has a pulse beyond dominance tricks. [singing high] Listen with purpose, let curiosity lead, character shows in the space that you leave. [singing deep] Anyone rises by standing up straight. Standing on others just raises the stakes. [Verse 4] [rap] Daedalus fashioned a passage through air, Icarus tasted the freedom up there. One flash of heaven, one beautiful climb, sunlight and sea drawing opposite lines. [doubletime rap] Freedom is potent, elevation is sweet, success puts a dangerous pulse in the beat. “I can” turns golden, then swells into pride, pride starts deciding whose value gets sized. [slow rap] Moon on the water, stars overhead, emerald currents keep moving beneath. Gravity carries impeccable timing. Hubris keeps climbing. Fall height keeps rising. [Bridge] [singing high] Humility rises beside every wing, grounded in value, secure in its skin. [singing deep] Ariadne’s thread running straight through the pride, keeping perspective alive through the rise. [slow rap] Height is a privilege. Perspective decides. [Final Hook] [singing high] Fly high. There is plenty of sky. Let every strange pair of wings share the light. [singing deep] Carry your power with grace in its stride, keep your perspective as altitude climbs. [singing high] Speak with conviction. Listen with skill. Own every footprint your influence fills. [slow rap] And when hubris whispers, “Everything bends to your view,” [singing deep] look at the water. The sea has perspective too. [Outro] [slow rap] Obsession taught hunger the shape of its chain. Resonance taught me which echoes remain. Skin left the old patterns burned at the frame. Fall Height asks one thing when power has changed: How high can you rise with your humanity intact? [slow rap] And if that landed a little too close... Interesting. Ask yourself why.
