GO BACK [DARK MELODIC ATLANTA TRAP] [Sinister nocturnal hip-hop] [Deep low male vocal, melodic Auto-Tuned rap] [Slurred melodic pockets switching into rapid triplets] [Short punchy bars, chained internal rhymes] [Haunting minor-key piano] [Detuned bell motif] [Enormous sliding 808s] [Sparse hard kick, cracking snare, rolling hi-hats] [Recurring pitch-rising nightmare synth] [Female dialogue — crying, angry, defiant] [Minimal ad-libs] [INTRO — NEAR SILENCE] [Dark piano, distant sub] One… Two… Three… Now four. Four times. Same door. Same tears on the same floor. [808 enters] You told me you wouldn’t switch. You switched. You told me Canada wouldn’t change shit. It did. [Female] I didn’t change. [Male] Yeah… that’s what number three said. [VERSE 1 — LOW MELODIC FLOW] First one came with the love in her eyes, love in her voice, put the trust in the lies, Time went by, then the tone got cold, new little life and a heart turned bold. Second came in like, “I ain’t like her,” six months deep, started sounding like her, New friends, new nights, new rules, new fights, new little attitude every damn night. Third one knew ‘bout one and two, swore on everything she’d never come through with the same old switch, same cold shit, same “my life, my choice” on some grown-ass shit. Then three went left. Now four came next. And I’m looking at you like I know this text. Read this chapter. Know this page. Know that look. Know that face. [Female] I’m not them! [Male] Nah… but you’re sounding familiar. [PRE-HOOK — FLOW ACCELERATES] One went cold, two went ghost, Three said freedom what she wanted most, Four got fire when I question her now, Talking real loud like— [Female] YOU DON’T OWN ME! [DEAD SILENCE] [Male — whisper] There it is. [PITCH-RISING NIGHTMARE SYNTH] [HOOK — HEAVY 808] Go back, go back, sent back, sent back, Same damn movie, I ain’t running that back. Go back, go back, sent back, sent back, Changed your whole energy, can’t take that back. [Female] I’M NOT CANADIANIZED! [Male] Yeah, you are. [Female] NO I’M NOT! [Male] Then how we get this far? One, two, three, now four at the door, Same conversation— I done heard it before. [HEAVY 808 DROP] [DARK GROWLING BASS MOTIF] [INSTRUMENTAL LOOPS] [VERSE 2 — RAPID TRIPLET POCKET] Look— You got independent, different intentions, different direction, different perspective, I ask one question, you call it oppression, I say “Where you going?” you call it obsession. Wait. Back up. Run that. Number two did that. Number three said that. Same little sentence with a different syntax. I remember every word, I don’t need no flashback. [FLOW SWITCH — SLOW] Pumgita… Look at me. [Female] What? [Male] You remember what you promised? [Female] I remember who I was. [Male] Who you were? [Female] Yeah. People grow. [Male] There you go. [BEAT GETS DARKER] Grow… Change… New name for the same thing. New voice, new rules, now you challenging the King. [Female] I’m challenging YOU. [Male] Same thing. [Female] No, it isn’t. [Male] To me it is. [VERSE 3 — MENACING MELODIC FLOW] Fourth time around, I ain’t begging no more, I can recognize footsteps before they hit the door. Recognize distance, recognize silence, Recognize love when it’s turning to defiance. One left angry, two left proud, Three got brave when she started talking loud. Now four standing with her chin up high, Saying— [Female] Maybe THEY weren’t why. [Male] What you mean? [Female] Maybe they weren’t the problem. [BEAT CUTS] Maybe you were. [LONG DEAD SILENCE] [808 HIT] [Male] Careful. [Female] Four women. Same man. Same ending. Do the math. [Male] Don’t push me. [Female] See? That’s exactly why they left. [BRIDGE — NIGHTMARE BUILD] [Dark piano only] [Male] One. [Female] Stop. [Male] Two. [Female] Don’t do this. [Male] Three. [Female] I’m not them. [Male] Four. [Female] I’M NOT CANADIANIZED! [Male] Then whatever you call it— we ain’t what we was. [Female] Maybe I finally became myself. [Male] And maybe that’s enough. [Deep 808 begins pulsing] No fifth. No replay. No another “forever” turning into someday. No another promise turning cold halfway. Four times around— I’m done today. [PITCH-RISING NIGHTMARE SYNTH] [DEAD SILENCE] [FINAL HOOK — MAXIMUM 808] GO BACK, GO BACK, SENT BACK, SENT BACK, Same damn movie, I ain’t running that back. GO BACK, GO BACK, SENT BACK, SENT BACK, One through four— now I’m done with that. [Female] I’M NOT CANADIANIZED! [Male] CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT! [Female] YOU NEVER LISTEN! [Male] I HEARD ENOUGH! One! Two! Three! Four! Four different endings at the same damn door. No five. No more. No knocking at the door. [FINAL INSTRUMENTAL DROP] [Huge sliding 808] [Growling bass motif loops] [Nightmare synth repeatedly rises] [Dark piano continues underneath] [OUTRO — BEAT DIES] [Female] You know what’s crazy? [Male] What? [Femal
