Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] 733361 Stuck in my skull like a curse Parklea numbers Tattooed inside my nerves (yeah) [Verse 1] Mama cried on the plastic chair Phone to the glass, coulda drowned in her stare My girl had a visit on the sheet, never came Empty spot in the yard, only me and my shame Blood on the lino, tears on the block Concrete pillow, heart in a lock Bail got bounced like a ball off the fence Two times knocked back, they called me a flight risk, tense Frame built in cages, steel in my veins Four grey walls tryna straighten my brain Bones in the yard, boys carved in the stones Names in the dirt, never makin’ it home (uh) [Chorus] 733361 That Parklea number in my mind, can’t run Every bar on the door like a bar in the song I been stuck in this box for way too long 733361 Mama prays hard but the damage been done My girl never showed, so I stand here alone Blood and tears on this concrete throne [Verse 2] Screws do the round with the dead-eye glare Talk tough but they’re all just scared Kites in the vent, whole wing on alert Rumours in the air like the red dust dirt “Bail denied” on a scrap of print That stamp hit harder than a knuckle to the chin Said I’m a danger, said I won’t change They don’t see the nights I nearly broke from the chains Frame built in cages, I grind my teeth Sleep with my sneakers half on for beef Cold cup noodles, hot head, tight jaw I don’t pray for peace, I just pray for war (yeah) [Chorus] 733361 That Parklea number in my mind, can’t run Every bar on the door like a bar in the song I been stuck in this box for way too long 733361 Mama prays hard but the damage been done My girl never showed, so I stand here alone Blood and tears on this concrete throne [Bridge] Count time, stand straight Eyes front, dead weight If I walk out that gate Will I bend or break? Count time, same face Same hate, same place If I make it out alive Will I drag this cage inside? [Chorus] 733361 That Parklea number in my mind, can’t run Every bar on the door like a bar in the song I been stuck in this box for way too long 733361 Mama prays hard but the damage been done My girl never showed, so I stand here alone Blood and tears on this concrete throne
Tags
rap, Dark, menacing Aussie drill-leaning rap; booming low-end and tight, rattling hats under a stark piano loop. Male vocals, half-snarled delivery with doubled ad-libs on key punches. Hook hits like a chant with crowd-style backing shouts; verses stay close and claustrophobic, then chorus widens with echo throws and sudden drops. Occasional filtered breakdowns to highlight raw a cappella lines before the beat slams back.
Duration
3:10
Instrumental
No
Created
3/17/2026