Bathroom ballroom

[Verse 1]
I’m sittin’ on this porcelain throne,
In a quiet house, I’m all alone.
The tiles are cold, the fan’s soft hum,
My coffee’s gone, and the moment’s come.  
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m thinkin’ ‘bout the choices I’ve made,
That spicy taco, that lemonade.
It’s a reckoning, a private truth,
Oh, here I go, I’m dropping a deuce.  
[Chorus]
Dropping a deuce, it’s my secret muse,
In this bathroom haze, I’m shaking off the blues.
No one’s gotta know, this is my own tune,
I’m dropping a deuce, under the crescent moon.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I’m letting it all go.  
[Verse 2]
The candle flickers, it’s lavender glow,
I’m scrolling my phone, but the signal’s low.
This is my time, my sacred space,
A fleeting escape from the human race.  
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m dreamin’ of a world less tense,
Where nobody cares what’s behind the fence.
It’s a ritual, my quiet truce,
Oh, here I am, I’m dropping a deuce.  
[Chorus]
Dropping a deuce, it’s my secret muse,
In this bathroom haze, I’m shaking off the blues.
No one’s gotta know, this is my own tune,
I’m dropping a deuce, under the crescent moon.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I’m letting it all go.  
[Bridge]
And the world keeps spinnin’, but I’m still here,
With a magazine and a moment clear.
It’s not poetic, it’s not profound,
But in this stall, my peace is found.
(Oh, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free!)  
[Chorus]
Dropping a deuce, it’s my secret muse,
In this bathroom haze, I’m shaking off the blues.
No one’s gotta know, this is my own tune,
I’m dropping a deuce, under the crescent moon.
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, I’m letting it all go.  
[Outro]
So I’ll flush away the weight of the day,
Light a match, let it fade away.
In this quiet room, I’ve paid my dues,
I’m leavin’ lighter, after dropping a deuce.

female, rap, rock