I’m selfish still... But this time, I sell fish to heal.

🎶 Sell Fish to Heal (Genre-fluid: gospel trap meets outlaw spoken word) [Intro – Spoken Word Over Sparse Keys] Not everyone leaves a light on for you when you’re a felon... Except prison. That Motel 6 of the soul. But when every light in the house was off— I walked the yard with Jesus. [Hook – Melodic, haunting] I sell fish to heal, not to flex Got a budget and a bucket, still I’m blessed Tryna nudge the next soul off that ledge Before they say “F@ck-it” and kick the bucket instead [Verse 1 – Gritty, confessional] Lived too many lives, ignored too many cries Self-centered in my center, now I center what survives Addiction, recidivism, suicidal thoughts I ain’t famous—I’m just faithful to the ones who feel lost [Bridge – Spoken, layered with ambient vocals] Jesus said: “This song ain’t about you.” It’s about your pain, your struggle, your lonely emptiness So I wrote it for the ones who walk the yard alone Who need a song to make the world get along [Hook – Repeat, with choir harmonies] I sell fish to heal, not to flex Got a budget and a bucket, still I’m blessed Tryna nudge the next soul off that ledge Before they say “F@ck-it” and kick the bucket instead [Verse 2 – Mythic, redemptive] Evicted from the condemned house I called home Resurrected like Him, now I walk alone But not lonely—'cause I carry the flame For every felon who thought they’d never change [Outro – Spoken, fading] So yeah, maybe I’m selfish still... But this time, I sell fish to heal.