Maybe We’ll Figure It Out...

Credit to @Shiiro0 on Civitai for Artwork Model [Intro: Soft beat plays, ominous vibe] Maybe we’ll figure it out… Or maybe not. Either way, I'm just gonna keep talking 'til something breaks. [Verse 1] Ayy, someday, maybe it’ll all make sense, If I squint real hard, I might find the fence, The one that separates real from the lie, But it’s covered in dust, and it’s way too high. They say “hold on, it’s just a phase,” But it’s been years, I’m stuck in the maze, They pushin' the numbers, playin' with the stakes, And I’m the one payin’, but I can’t catch a break. [Pre-Chorus] I got doubts, I got schemes, I got things to say, But no one’s listening, so I keep pushin’ anyway, I got my hands tied, but I’m still tryna play, I’ll rap ‘til the problems start to fade away! [Chorus] So I watch, so I learn, so I laugh at the burn, Buyin' things I don’t need, like it’s all I’ve earned, I run, I hide, I drown in my pride, But I joke ‘cause the world’s about to slip and slide! [Verse 2] They tell me “work hard, stay straight on the path,” But they pullin’ the strings, I can’t escape the math, I’m caught in a loop, it’s all just a draft, The rich keep on laughin’, while the poor do the math. “Play fair, get rich”—that’s the game they sell, But I’m in the basement, watchin’ it swell, The houses get built, but the rules don’t gel, I’m stuck in a system that’s broken as hell. [Bridge] I got facts in the cage, truth on the side, A meme on the screen, but can’t trust the ride, I’m piecing it together, but it’s all denied, Tryna break the cycle, but I’m just a guide. [Chorus] So I watch, so I learn, so I laugh at the burn, Buyin' things I don’t need, like it’s all I’ve earned, I run, I hide, I drown in my pride, But I joke ‘cause the world’s about to slip and slide! [Verse 3 - Flow Switch-Up] Ayy, they keep tellin' me the math's all wrong, Rich gettin’ richer while I write this song, Newsman smilin’ while the chaos goes on, Like they scripted the plot, now they’re all playin' along. The laws stack like cards in the air, One breeze and we’re back at the square, They tell me "vote," but it don’t fix the tear, The strings in the back still pullin' everywhere. [Chorus - Call & Response] So I watch, so I learn, (Yeah, what now?) so I laugh at the burn, I scroll what I don’t need, (So much more?) buy what I ain’t earned, I run, I hide, (Where to go?) I drown in my pride, But I joke ‘cause the world (Ain’t it wild?) might just eat me alive! [Outro] Maybe one day we’ll break through the haze, Maybe one day we’ll see past their gaze, Or maybe one day we’ll stop playin’ their games, And realize we’re stuck in their self-made maze. Maybe one day we’ll see through the screen, Maybe one day we’ll know what it means, But I’ll keep rappin' until it’s all clean, And maybe one day it’ll all be redeemed…