༺💚༻ 𝓢𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓼 ༺💚༻

[Intro] "It's just slop," you said. "It's just garbage," you said. [Heavy breath, sudden trap beat click] Well, turn it up. [Verse 1] You always got a view, always pressing your ways Telling me what’s right, trying to lock me in a cage "This is stupid, this is fake, it’s a brain overload" Yeah, you talk so loud while your own heart grows cold. Did you ever stop and think for a single damn second That I came to this space just to escape your projection? You want to gatekeep the art, want to gatekeep the soul But I'm here in the dark just trying to feel whole. [Pre-Chorus] Call it garbage. Call it slop. Watch the world burn, let it drop. But a tool in my hands is a weapon for peace, In a world full of noise, this is my release. [Chorus] You call it ruining the world, an enemy of the state! But I know who I am, and I don't carry your hate! We fight with the lyrics, we fight with the melody, Turning all the chaos into creative harmony! Hate all you want, say it came from a prompt, But it’s heart over malice that we broadcast! Kindness is the cure, and it starts right here, Drowning out your judgment, conquering the fear. [Verse 2] Yeah, I put it in the chat. Sure did. And the art came from a prompt. Sure did. But what is it to you? Why you throwing a fit? You think your bitter thoughts are gonna change a single bit? The community is real, even if we never speak, We lift each other up when the matrix gets bleak. No malice in our chest, no rules that we break, Just human beings healing from the art that we make. [Bridge] A tool is a tool! But the hands make it good. You call me a fool! But I'm doing what you never could... Face the dark! I’m sitting with the ghosts, just doing me! [Outro] So call it slop. Call it whatever you want. Maybe it's all I got... But it makes me a better person. And that's what saves the world.