

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Woke up, same ceiling, same stain Phone screen, bad news, same pain Scroll life, everybody got a plan I’m stuck, two feet in the sand Mama say “pray on it, be still” Dad say “work hard, strong will” Friends say “trust time, you’ll be fine” My head say “boy, you fallin’ behind” Tryna write it out, pen don’t move Beat on loop, but I can’t find groove Think I got a voice, then it fade to a whisper Talk to myself, I don’t even wanna listen [Chorus] I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to say I just don’t know I just don’t know, yeah Staring at the door like, should I stay? Whole damn world feel far away I don’t know what to do I just don’t know, I just don’t know [Verse 2] Little bro ask “how you so strong?” I laugh it off, like “it don’t take long” Truth is, I’m scared of the daylight Act brave, break down in the late night Bills on the table, dreams on hold Heart feel heavy, mind so cold Tryna talk to God, words fall flat Is He even there when I say all that? But I keep on breathing, one more step Even when faith feel thin as a thread Maybe being lost is part of the map Maybe this verse the way back [Chorus] I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to say I just don’t know I just don’t know, yeah Staring at the door like, should I stay? Whole damn world feel far away I don’t know what to do I just don’t know, I just don’t know (yeah) [Bridge] [Beat drops slightly, vocal more exposed] If I say I’m fine, that’s fear talking If I stay silent, that’s tears talking If I keep going, that’s years talking Still here talking, still here talking (hey) [Chorus] I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to say I just don’t know I just don’t know, yeah But I’m here, that’s something One more breath, one more day I don’t know what to do But I won’t run, I won’t run away
Tags
rap, Moody boom-bap over warm sub-bass and filtered keys; verses sit tight in a head-nod pocket with intimate, close-mic male vocals. Hook widens with airy pads and stacked harmonies on the title phrase, snare snaps cut through. Final chorus adds distant ad-lib doubles and a slight tape-warp feel for emotional lift., hip hop
2:57
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2/13/2026