

Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 I don’t come outside, I just haunt the streams, They upload every night, I still top their dreams. While they chase validation, I fade in the scene, Like a myth in the data, I don’t need to be seen. They say I’m too quiet, that’s how legends move, I don’t bark in the crowd, I let silence prove. Every song I release feel like déjà vu, ‘Cause they all been inspired but they swear it’s new. I sip success like it’s red in a glass, They thirst for attention, I live in the past. Every era I touch turn into a classic, They stuck in the moment, I archive the impact. Verse 2 Zona full of names but the sound all fading, Everybody “next up,” nobody aging. They scared of my shadow, they switch their cadence, Soon as I drop, you see mass migration. They say they don’t care, but they track my plays, Refresh the page, let it ruin their day. I don’t even diss, I just exist, And somehow that’s enough to break their confidence. They flopping in public, I float in private, They loud with the ego, I whisper and dominate. I don’t need a crown, I don’t need debate, If I leave the app, the whole scene destabilates. Verse 3 I’m the vampire in the room full of daylight, They shine for a moment, I last for a lifetime. They burn out fast like a spark in a match, I stay cold-blooded, slow pulse in the track. They post every week, still invisible, I disappear for months, come back mythical. They want my formula, want my blueprint, But you can’t download presence, that’s a human imprint. They say “we the future,” I say “you the now,” Big difference between a wave and a crown. They beg for attention, I’m allergic to trends, That’s why my songs feel alive when theirs feel pretend. Verse 4 They scared to say my name but they reference me, Indirect shots, still echo my frequency. They diss in captions, I diss with legacy, Time on my side, that’s the real weaponry. They copy my tone, my pace, my aesthetic, But the soul not included, so it sound synthetic. I move like a ghost through the algorithm, They stuck in the feed, I rewrite the system. Verse 5 (Final) So call it vampire season, the night is mine, They sleep on my talent, I live in their mind. They flopping in daylight, I thrive in the dark, Every track I release leave a permanent mark. I don’t need beef, I don’t need to scream, I let fear grow naturally in between. They all want the throne but don’t fit the frame, I don’t chase the crown I became the name.
Tags
dreamy indie pop / lo-fi hip-hop b Tempo: 92–100 BPM vintage rounded serif, 1970s Melodic, heavy bass
2:50
No
2/11/2026