Locked In

[Intro]
Yeah
Eyes open
Too focused
Look
[Verse 1]
Phone off
Head down, I’m zoned out
Same seat, same screen, same four walls
Whole week in a loop I can’t scroll out
Calendar packed, heart still empty
Check marks chase me in my sleep
Got dreams in a folder I never open
Whole hard drive of the life I keep
Mama say, “Son, you need balance”
Coach say, “Grind, that’s talent”
I’m stuck in the middle of the voices and noise
Teeth tight, jaw clenched, tryna smile on the damage
[Chorus]
I’ve been locked in
Door closed, mind racing, can’t stop it (can’t stop it)
Whole world calling my name, I just block it
Feel the pressure in my chest like a rocket
Yeah, I’m locked in
Same song, same chain on the faucet (on the faucet)
I pray one day I walk out and I drop this
’Til then, it’s head down, I’m locked in
[Verse 2]
Alarm ring
Did I ever fall asleep?
Dark circles like badges
Say I’ve been in too deep
Friends hit my line, “Let’s slide out”
I type “bet,” then delete, then ghost
They living in stories I never show up in
I’m married to a grind that don’t propose
These goals feel like steel bars
Shiny, heavy, all in my way
I thought freedom was stacking up trophies
But the metal just making me pay
Told God, “If you listening, talk back”
’Cause my mind doing laps on a track
Every win feel small, every miss too loud
I’m a champ and a prisoner, facts
[Chorus]
I’ve been locked in
Door closed, mind racing, can’t stop it (can’t stop it)
Whole world calling my name, I just block it
Feel the pressure in my chest like a rocket
Yeah, I’m locked in
Same song, same chain on the faucet (on the faucet)
I pray one day I walk out and I drop this
’Til then, it’s head down, I’m locked in
[Bridge]
Is it focus or a cage, I don’t know
If I slow down, will it all let go? (all let go)
If I break out, who am I then?
If I stay in, do I ever win?
[Chorus]
I’ve been locked in
Door closed, mind racing, can’t stop it (can’t stop it)
Whole world calling my name, I just block it
Feel the pressure in my chest like a rocket
Yeah, I’m locked in
Same song, same chain on the faucet (on the faucet)
I pray one day I walk out and I drop this
’Til then, it’s head down, I’m locked in (locked in)

rap, Moody trap-leaning hip hop, swung drums and deep bass, close-up male vocals. First verse rides a pocket over sparse keys; hook explodes with stacked chants, filtered 808 drops, and subtle choir pads. Second verse adds ad-libs and stutters, energy rising into a final, shouted chorus, then cuts on an echo of the title line., hip hop