🎤 “Pressure Valve”

Yeah… Look— I’ve been pacing in a cage with a brain full of static, Every page that I write feels deranged but it’s magic, Got a rage I can’t gauge, it’s atomic, erratic, Try to lock it in a vault but it breaks out the attic. Back when they laughed, I was scribblin’ pain, Now I’m carving my name in the middle of flames, Got a fist full of doubt and a skull full of rain, But I’m still spittin’ truth while they riddled with games. I don’t sleep, I reload thoughts like clips in a mag, Every beat gets bodied, toe tag on a track, You don’t want it with me, I go black when I snap, Turn a whisper to a riot, leave a crack in the map. Yeah— I’ve been down that road where the light don’t stay, Where the right feels wrong and the strong might break, But I fight that weight like a tidal wave, Tryna rewrite fate with a mic and rage. Double-time venom when I get in my zone, Every line like a blade, cuttin’ straight to the bone, I was built from the dirt, now I sit on a throne, But the ghosts still whisper like “you’re never alone.” Hold up— Let me slow it down… I remember cold nights, no heat, just stress, No food, just dreams and a cheap cassette, Now they scream my name but I ain’t impressed, ‘Cause the hunger that I had still ain’t left my chest. So I write ‘til my hands feel numb and cracked, Every scar, every flaw, yeah I dump in tracks, If you doubt me now, better run that back— I don’t just rap… I erupt. 💥