--- Wanted to put together a song with the persona that covered the subject matter of someone crossing the line from flirting to objectifying. Thought it handled it well. Kept the music more "minimalist" to give it more focus on the lyrics and less on being a "dance number". The rap elements shine through nicely. Overall, it worked well and something with a nice different vibe for the "album". ~David --- [Musical Introduction] [Soft beat pulse, whispered ad-libs, tension building] [Verse 1] Yeah I dress for the moment, I dress for the glow, Every detail intentional, I already know. I like attention, I like a stare, But don’t get it twisted — there’s levels to where. Smile in the mirror, step into the light, Confidence loud but my tone stays polite. I let ‘em look once, maybe twice, But after that? You better act right. [Pre-Chorus] Flirt is a language, not an invitation, Read the room before you test my patience. I’m playful, not passive, don’t blur that line, There’s a difference between bold and blind. [Chorus] Eyes up here — yeah, right here, I’m not a moment, I’m not a souvenir. I dress for show, but be careful where your gaze goes, Admire the art, don’t reach for the ropes. Eyes up here — let me make it clear, Confidence shines but respect comes first, dear. You can look, but don’t get it confused, I choose the attention — it doesn’t choose me, you do. [Verse 2 — Melodic Rap] Yeah I know the difference between cute and crude, Between shooting a shot and forgetting your manners, dude. Compliment the vibe, don’t overstep, I can shut it down smooth without breaking a sweat. I don’t owe a smile, don’t owe a chance, Just ‘cause I can dance doesn’t mean I’m your dance. I move with intention, I walk with control, You see the outfit — but there’s depth to the soul. [Musical Interlude] [Music Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Read my tone, read my face, I’ll flirt with you — but don’t invade my space. I’m grown, I glow, I know what I bring, And respect looks real good on everything. [Chorus] Eyes up here — yeah, right here, I’m not a moment, I’m not a souvenir. I dress for show, but be careful where your gaze goes, Admire the art, don’t reach for the ropes. Eyes up here — let me make it clear, Confidence shines but respect comes first, dear. You can look, but don’t get it confused, I choose the attention — it doesn’t choose me, you do. [Bridge] I can be sweet, I can be fire, I can shut it down without raising my voice higher. No drama, no scene, just boundaries set, I glow best when I don’t have regrets. [Musical Interlude] [Music Solo] [Final Chorus] Eyes up here — yeah, right here, I’m a whole conversation, not a souvenir. I dress for show, but I lead with my mind, Cross that line and you’re out of time. Eyes up here — crystal clear, Flirt with respect or disappear. I’m the moment, the vibe, the energy, too, And the attention I allow? That’s up to me — not you. [Outro] [Soft beat drop, whispered] Eyes up… yeah — you heard me. [Musical Ending] [Fade Out] [End]
