[Intro – spoken, raw voice] Yo… Fentanyl takin’ lives in silence… Heroin kisses the skin like a curse… Crack in the pipe, demons in the smoke… But listen— Truth ain’t here to judge. It’s here to save. --- [Verse 1] Needle hits the vein like a reaper’s blade, Hearts slow down in a fentanyl fade. Kids on the block now ghosts in the street, Bodies droppin’ cold, no pulse, no beat. One pill, one puff, and the light goes black, OD'd in the alley, ain't never comin' back. Crack in the pipe, hope turns to ash, Soul got sold for a twenty-dollar stash. Meth got moms with teeth like glass, Pushin' strollers with a haunted past. The devil don’t come with horns or fire, He comes in a bag with your one desire. Big Pharma played king with a deadly script, Now addicts walk like the world’s been flipped. From Miami streets to Detroit snow, America bleeds slow — and y’all don’t know. --- [Hook – epic, with choir echoes] They’re dyin’ like flies, and you scroll right by, But the truth still screams in a mother’s cry. Put the needle down, throw the pipe away, You were born for more — not to rot and decay. Get clean, get real, don’t let it win, You ain’t trash — you got God within. This is war — it’s your soul on the line, Don’t die a slave to that pharmacy crime. --- [Verse 2] Facts don’t lie — over 100K dead, From pills laced up and the poison they bled. Fentanyl stronger than death’s cold breath, It’s not a high — it’s a handshake with death. Cartels cut dope just to boost the weight, While families cry at a sealed-up crate. It’s genocide hidden in your little blue tab, And the reaper’s rich from the rehab lab. They want you doped, numb, broken, blind, Can’t stand tall when you’re stuck in your mind. But I’ve seen junkies get up from the floor, Drop the dope and run to the Lord. You ain’t hopeless, you ain’t done, Even if your demons weigh a metric ton. But first step's truth — take the mask off fast, Or your next breath might just be your last. --- [Hook – louder, powerful] They’re dyin’ like flies, and you scroll right by, But the truth still screams in a mother’s cry. Put the needle down, throw the pipe away, You were born for more — not to rot and decay. Get clean, get real, don’t let it win, You ain’t trash — you got God within. This is war — it’s your soul on the line, Don’t die a slave to that pharmacy crime. --- [Bridge – hopeful, slow] I seen light in the eyes of the worst of 'em, Chains broke down with a prayer and then some. No rehab needed if your will is raw, And your soul reaches out to the hands of God. You ain’t meant to die on a bathroom floor, You were made for purpose, pain no more. Say no to the smoke, say no to the lies, Say yes to life — it’s time to rise. --- [Outro – spoken + last bars] This ain’t just a song. This is a mirror. Look in it. If you breathing — you still got time. But not forever…Wake up!!!

STAR - death in the veins (wake up)