**[Intro – clipped, smug]** Yeah. Weird crowd. Right cadence. If you get it, you get it. If you don’t—keep scrolling. --- **[Verse 1 – fast, locked-in cadence]** Breakdown, turnaround, I ain’t coming back Same tone, same steps, different aftermath Dunno why I’m the only one who sees through All the dumb shit you promised me would recede soon Stabbed in the back, now I got nothing to say I’m gone now, won’t even read it anyway Every time you text, yeah it’s straight to deleted Same flow, same burn, guess you finally see it Didn’t wanna go but you boxed me in Now I’m cutting loose like oxygen Tryna forget the sound of your voice Like corrupted saves, no restore choice --- **[Pre-Chorus – mirrored rhythm]** Same cadence, different scar Same words, different bar If you caught that—good If not, that’s on you, not art --- **[Chorus – “Deleted” cadence, flipped]** I’m gone now Won’t even read it Every message you send Yeah it’s straight to *deleted* Didn’t wanna leave but you forced my hand Now I’m Thanos-snapping conversations—*damn* --- **[Verse 2 – switch, “Touchdown Turnaround” energy]** Touchdown, turnaround, never see you around Anywhere anymore, like lost-and-found You were what I was looking for Now you’re just a name I ignore Little league ’93 taught me how to take defeat Good thing love got no mercy rule, I’d be obsolete Hit the ground, look around, but you’re nowhere near Accept my loss, head back to the mound—career Same cadence, different trauma Same pitch, new drama If you caught the overlap Congratulations, welcome to the genre --- **[Bridge – half-spoken, cocky]** Yeah, I referenced that. Yeah, I know you noticed. This song’s not for everyone— That’s the fuckin’ point. --- **[Verse 3 – Rap God speed, pop-culture pileup]** I’m mad and everybody knows it Like early Eminem when he sharpened his focus Nostalgia overload, rewinding the pain Scratched CDs, same hook, different brain You’re buffering like dial-up tones I’m already gone, airplane mode Same cadence echoing back at me Like “wait—that’s *that*”—yeah, exactly --- **[Final Chorus – blended cadence, triumphant]** Breakdown, turnaround, I ain’t coming back Touchdown, turnaround, I’m off the map I’m gone now, won’t even read it Same rhythm, same scar—*deleted* --- **[Outro – abrupt, dismissive]** If you understood that reference, This one’s for you. If you didn’t— fuck off

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