TIME DONE SPUN ON ME

⟦ NEW SONG: “TIME DONE SPUN ON ME” ⟧ (Detroit Hip-Pop x SRB x Memory Loop Aesthetics) ⸻ [Intro — Spoken / half-melodic] Man… Time be doin’ backflips when you look over your shoulder. Whole seasons feel like somebody else’s business. But somehow it’s still me… just in higher resolution. ⸻ [Verse 1 — Melodic Rap | Detroit cadence] Time done spun on me, caught me slippin’ in a rerun, Old me lookin’ back like, “Boy, whatchu become?” Used to talk small dreams, wide screens, cheap rum, Now it’s neon in my chest, whole spirit hummin’ drum. Memory be glitchin’, lil’ loops in my head, Can’t tell if it’s nostalgia or a timeline I shed. ADHD in the cockpit, spazzin’ thru the thread, But the new me movin’ different — mind chrome, heart red. I been shiftin’ like a shadow with a upgrade patch, Used to chase validation, now I’m built to detach. I ain’t who I was then — nah — but that’s still my match, Cuz every version of me still learned how to scratch. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus — Soulful | Polished R&B tone] Funny how the years make yesterday feel far, Funny how the pain turn wisdom to a scar, Funny how the mirror start speakin’ like a bard, Like: “Boy, you level’d up — that growth hit hard.” ⸻ [Chorus — SRB Lift | Warm baritone → mix-voice rise] Time done spun on me, Whole life rewound on me, Past self look proud of me — Future self count down on me. Every twist, every fall, every version I see Make the present hit deeper than it used to be. Time done spun on me… Time done spun on me. ⸻ [Verse 2 — Conversational AAVE | Thoughtstream cadence] Look— I ain’t tryna be poetic, it just spill like that, When your life doin’ parkour and never still like that. Metro Detroit gave me rhythm in the real like that, Then the South tuned my tongue with the feel like that. Memory talk back, “Yo, remember who you is,” But the future keep whisperin’, “Boy, handle yo biz.” Present be loud — like, “Focus up, kid,” But my brain ADHD, jump scenes like skids. I been changin’ every year but the soul stay stable, Same heart, same fight — just upgraded cable, Same truth in my chest like a personal fable, Just a stronger foundation when I pull up to the table. ⸻ [Bridge — Floating neo-soul | Breathier tone] Time slow-mo when I face my fears, Fast-forward when I skip my tears, Pause button where I lost those years… Replay… replay… ‘Til the message get clear. ⸻ [Final Chorus — Bigger, warmer, more triumphant] Time done spun on me, Whole life rewound on me, Past self look proud of me — Future self count down on me. Every break, every shift, every wave I see Make today feel sacred, made tailor-fit for me. Time done spun on me… Time done spun on me. ⸻ [Outro — Soft, spoken] It’s wild how a moment feel distant… but still move you like it never left. Guess that’s just time’s lil’ sense of humor. I ain’t mad at it. I’m still here. Still changin’. Still me — just higher-res.