[Intro] [Verse A] Lame? Fake? Same? Great. Talk cheap. Click bait. Full hate. Copy, paste. Judge, debate. Funny how you never create. Type fast. Talk big. Flex hard. Cheap shots. Cheap bars. Fake stars. Thumb wars. Comment scars. Still I turn these wounds to art. [Pre-Chorus A] I don't know perfect poetry. I don't know music theory. I don't know every prompt you preach. Still my voice will always reach. You count flaws. I count growth. You throw stones. I build roads. [Chorus] Don't preach your truth to me! Don't sell your proof to me! I'm not saying I'm always right! Just stop acting like you're king tonight! Music wasn't made for chains! Music wasn't made for thrones! Turn it up! Break it down! Let the speakers crush your bones! [Instrumental] [Verse B] Judge this. Rate that. Talk trash. Take laps. Big mouth. No tracks. Same clown. New mask. Need likes? Need hype? Need strangers on your side? Need someone saying "You're the best"... Just to sleep at night? Bark loud. Bite air. Nobody really cares. Burn every bridge you cross... Then wonder no one's there. [Guitar solo] [Breakdown] [Last Chorus] Don't preach your truth to me! Don't make your ego holy! The ones you envy... Didn't bark. They built. They bled. They stayed. Now answer me. [Ending] What have you built?
