# **SAY MY NAME** ## [Intro] [Haunting piano motif. Rain. Low thunder.] [Spoken Female Vocals] Oh, we're doing a sequel? Two songs about me... and you still can't say my fucking name? It's **Starise**. If you're gonna obsess— pronounce it right. [Beat drops.] ## [Verse 1] [Fast aggressive female rap. Piano continues under distorted 808s.] Starzy this, Starzy that, Girl, who the fuck are you? You know my friends, know my posts, Got a whole damn dossier too. Amy this, Wackside that, Now you're telling me their history? Funny— 'cause I actually talk to him, and he's confused as shit too. You say I got "deployed"? Bitch, I'm not a fucking drone. Nobody sent me anywhere, I make my shit alone. You built another storyline, then cast me in the lead. Two tracks deep into somebody you apparently don't need. ## [Chorus] [Huge piano chords. Heavy halftime drums.] Say my name. If you're gonna make another song about me, say my name. If I'm living in your content rent-free, say my name. You keep swinging at "Starzy," but you're talking about **Starise**. Got my name inside your mouth while I'm asking— **Who are you?** [Beat cuts.] Seriously. Who the fuck are you? ## [Verse 2] [Piano turns darker. Rapid trap percussion.] You say I mocked the dead? Show me when. Show me where. Don't hand me somebody else's beef and tell me I was there. I followed Amy. That's what I knew. Then somebody took the page, I got blocked out of the blue. Now suddenly I'm characters, catfishing, hype-man schemes? Girl, you've got more lore about my life than I have in my dreams. I posted memes in Discord. Got kicked. Okay. And somehow months later you're still making me your screenplay? No receipts? Just speeches? More characters introduced? At this point I need a flowchart just to understand your truth. ## [Bridge] [Beat disappears. Single repeating piano melody.] [Spoken Female Vocals] You said: "We got you now, Starzy." Got me... doing what? Making music? Talking to my friend? Existing? [Small laugh.] Damn. Case closed. ## [Final Chorus] [Massive piano, 808s, strings, stacked female vocals.] Say my name. Third song better get the spelling right. Say my name. Since apparently I'm keeping you up at night. You wanted war with somebody who didn't know there was a fight. You keep writing my biography— At least get the fucking title right. It's **Starise**. Not Starzy. Starise. ## [Outro] [Beat abruptly cuts. Piano continues alone.] [Spoken Female Vocals] And for the record... I still don't know who you are. [Piano note.] But apparently... you know everything about me. [Thunder. Cut.]
