"No Competition"

You told me to believe it...

And I did.

But I shoulda believed what the pain been showin’ me…

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You told me to believe it — and I believed it

You the only one who had my back… besides these demons

The scriptures I write — that’s just the difference

In what I believed in… and now? I don’t believe them

Everything great — it start with a lie

Everything that end — gon' end with a cry

I’m not focused, and I can’t take all the blame

That’s just the pride that be runnin’ through my veins

I been tortured — silent tears from rotten dreams

Peelin’ back onions of trauma I ain't never seen

I can’t wake up — feel like I’m stuck in the in-between

Lookin’ in the mirror like: “Who gon’ rescue me?”

Tryna teach you how to mirror that reflection

But you too busy tryna decode the lesson

Understanding things that ain't meant to be handled

So we leave it in God's hands, light a candle...

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There’s no way around pain

Only through it — gotta dance with the flame

Make friends with the devil 'til you numb in the brain

Feel the rot in your spirit like a slow decay

My bones achin’ from the weight of this sin

We animals — sheddin' skin to begin again

Had to leave some people in the rearview

'Cause they loved the old me, but never saw the clear view

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It's a life cycle — and we moonwalkin’ like Michael

Smilin' through the trauma just to keep it from the Bible

Check the schematics — every family got an attic

Where the secrets live loud and the damage is automatic

It’s gettin' harder to trust — yeah, I clutch

Pain in my grip, heart cold like a crutch

Fake love feel worse than a coffin

I’d rather bleed out than be loved outta option

Now I’m scribblin’ scriptures in the booth

Tryna baptize my soul in truth

I don’t run from my demons, I break bread

Shake hands with the past, then break legs

You say move on, but I move through

Had to outgrow the me they all once knew

I ain't perfect, but I’m real as it gets

And when the pain talk loud, I ain't pressin' mute…

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There’s no way around pain

Only through it — gotta dance with the flame

Make friends with the devil 'til you numb in the brain

Feel the rot in your spirit like a slow decay

My bones achin’ from the weight of this sin

We animals — sheddin' skin to begin again

Had to leave some people in the rearview

'Cause they loved the old me, but never saw the clear view

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It’s madness… that’s why I clutch

Not fear — just memory, and not trust

Every tear I cried turned to ink on this page

If pain’s the teacher, then I’m the sage…

There’s no competition...