

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Had to get quiet for a minute Just to hear myself again Back to it [Verse 1] I was chasin’ every wave Every hashtag, every phase Scrollin’, scrollin’, losin’ days Feelin’ further from the page I started on Tried to “optimize” my art Checked the numbers, not my heart Let the comments pull apart Everything I used to stand upon I remember tiny rooms Sweatin’ over every bar One fan in the front Like I’m already a star Now I’m watchin’ every chart Feelin’ emptier by far Had to ask “what’s all this for?” And the answer was who we are [Chorus] So I’m back to the basics (back) Back to the basement (yeah) Pen on the paper Talkin’ ’bout the life that I came with Stopped singin’ for the playlist Tryna chase that fake list I lost sight of who I was Time to go back to the basics I’m back to the basics (hey) Back to the hatred Turned it into fuel Now I’m writin’ like I prayed this Be the me I started as Day-one heart, the same kid I lost sight of who I was Time to go back to the basics [Verse 2] I was tryna find a fan base So I left my own face Dressed my doubt in new clothes Called it “growth,” called it “bold,” nah Every hook felt hollow Every trend I followed Had a thousand hollow claps But my spirit stayed solo Now it’s early-mornin’ scribbles Late-night little miracles Thank God for the detours They made the vision clearer though Grateful for the ones that stayed When the sound got strange You reminded me my name Ain’t supposed to ever change [Chorus] So I’m back to the basics (back) Back to the basement Pen on the paper Talkin’ ’bout the life that I came with Stopped singin’ for the playlist Tryna chase that fake list I lost sight of who I was Time to go back to the basics Yeah I’m back to the basics (woo) Heart in the phrases Every scar, every loss Every win, every greatness Be the me I started as Day-one heart, the same kid I lost sight of who I was Time to go back to the basics [Bridge] If I never get a million plays (so what) But the real ones feel it in a deep way (that’s us) If my story only reaches ten (ten strong) We gon’ ride it ’til the very end ’Cause I’m grateful for the small rooms Grateful for the hard truths Grateful that I lost my way Just to find my own roots [Chorus] So I’m back to the basics (back) Back to the basement Pen on the paper Talkin’ ’bout the life that I came with Stopped singin’ for the playlist Tryna chase that fake list I lost sight of who I was Time to go back to the basics Yeah I’m back to the basics (yeah) Right where my faith is Every rhyme a little prayer Every doubt, I embrace it Be the me I started as Day-one heart, the same kid I lost sight of who I was Now I’m back to the basics (back) Back to the basics (yeah)
Tags
rap, Boom-bap East Coast rap, grateful male vocals. Dusty chopped soul sample over crisp drums and warm bass, subtle vinyl crackle. Verses tight and confessional; hook opens with call-and-response doubles and light crowd ad-libs. Occasional mellow keys stabs for texture, bridge drops to drums and bass then full track slams back in for the final chorus.
4:01
No
4/6/2026