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Own My Mess

“The Problem”

[Verse 1]
The problem wasn’t finding you,
The problem is forgetting you.
The problem’s not your absence,
The problem is I’m still waiting for you.
It’s not the lies you tell me,
It’s that I believe every word.
The problem’s not the games you play,
It’s that I’m the one who gets burned.

[Pre-Chorus]
If I loved you for being free,
Who am I to try and chain you?
If I’m left loving all alone,
How could I ever blame you?
The problem isn’t loving you,
It’s that you don’t feel the same.

[Chorus]
How do I let go of you
When you were never really mine?
How do I distance myself
When you’re already so far behind?
How do I give lashes to eyes
That never learned to see?
How do I build a bridge
When you were always a ravine?
How do I find in the cupboard
The kisses you never gave me?

[Verse 2]
The problem’s not changing you,
The problem is I don’t want to.
The problem’s not that it hurts,
It’s that I kind of like the bruise.
The problem’s not the scars you leave,
It’s the footprints they trace in me.
It’s not the words you never said,
It’s the silence you hide behind.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not what you do, it’s that I forget,
It’s not what you say, it’s what you’ve left unsaid.
The problem’s not that I loved you,
It’s that you never even tried.
The problem isn’t all these tears,
It’s that I don’t know why I cry.

[Chorus]
How do I let go of you
When you were never really mine?
How do I distance myself
When you’re already so far behind?
How do I give lashes to eyes
That never learned to see?
How do I build a bridge
When you were always a ravine?
How do I find in the cupboard
The kisses you never gave me?

[Bridge]
How do I erase a love
That was never truly drawn?
How do I pull myself away
From someone who’s already gone?
How do I stop needing you
When you were never meant to stay?
How do I make sense of us
When we fell apart yesterday?

[Chorus]
How do I let go of you
When you were never really mine?
How do I distance myself
When you’re already so far behind?
How do I give lashes to eyes
That never learned to see?
How do I build a bridge
When you were always a ravine?
How do I find in the cupboard
The kisses you never gave me?

The Problem

Out of Air”

[Verse 1]
A century fits into this Tuesday night,
You hurt worse than pain itself designed.
The mirror shoots its arrows of regret,
Today begins what’s already been left behind.

Hope threw itself right out the window,
Insomnia moved in and now it’s home.
Yesterday left everything for tomorrow,
But by the time it arrives, I’ll already be gone.

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t breathe, I’m drowning in the absence of you,
Holding my breath since the day you left me blue.
I fall to the ocean’s deepest, darkest part,
Scratching at the bubble where you’re not.

[Chorus]
It’s impossible to breathe,
The air has vanished, nothing left for me.
I’m clawing at a void where you used to be,
And the oxygen’s long since set me free.

[Verse 2]
I gift you this desperate song,
Tasteless like a Monday dragged along.
I crash to the bottom, spiraling down,
And I don’t even have the courage to bow out.

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t breathe, I’m drowning in the absence of you,
Holding my breath since the day you left me blue.
I fall to the ocean’s deepest, darkest part,
Scratching at the bubble where you’re not.

[Chorus]
It’s impossible to breathe,
The air has vanished, nothing left for me.
I’m clawing at a void where you used to be,
And the oxygen’s long since set me free.

[Bridge]
The urge to give in, to surrender to the end,
A spiral descent, no fight left to defend.
The amnesia of struggling just to survive,
A wish to surrender to silence, alone and deprived.

Oxygen’s pounding like fists on a wall,
My pulse stumbles blindly, no radar at all.
My heart collapses, helpless at its own demand,
Dying would be kinder than remembering your hand.

[Chorus]
I can’t breathe, I’m drowning in the absence of you,
Holding my breath since the day you left me blue.
I fall to the ocean’s deepest, darkest part,
Scratching at the bubble where you’re not.

[Outro]
It’s impossible to breathe,
The air has vanished, nothing left for me.
I’m clawing at a void where you used to be,
And the oxygen’s long since set me free.

Out Of Air

“For Better or Worse”

[Verse 1]
With my love and your escapes,
Your wild dreams and close calls,
Your pain and all my mistakes,
Your eyedrops and my stumbles, all.
With your skirt hitched up high,
And my recurring fears,
Your back on three pillows stacked,
While my cleverness builds bridges here.

[Pre-Chorus]
Your lips are daring, teasing the line,
While my mouth is ready for the feast.
A smuggled mattress where we entwine,
And our clothes decide to take a peace.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.

[Verse 2]
With my starch and your precision,
Your blackmail, and my sweet revenge,
My couch hosting your acrobatic vision,
My baggage loaded with hope you send.
With your love in disguise, hiding its face,
My lies, your inventions, and lost space.
With your angry love, fire in your gaze,
While the clock keeps killing the days.

[Pre-Chorus]
Our passion’s crumbling, it’s falling apart,
Emotions bankrupt, empty at heart.
The next generation will bear the scars,
Of the infamies spat from your lips so far.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.
With your history and my cravings,
With your key and my locks,
For better or worse, it’s over now,
It’s over now.

[Bridge]
For better or worse, it’s etched in stone,
With your secrets and my unknowns.
For better or worse, we lost the race,
Our love a relic, no longer in place.

[Chorus]
For better or worse, it’s written now,
For better or worse, it’s filed away somehow.
For better or worse, it slipped from our grip,
For better or worse, the story’s lost its grip.
With your history and my cravings,
With your key and my locks,
For better or worse, it’s over now,
It’s over now.

For Better Or Worse

[Intro] [Verse 1] Your reputation? Well, it’s just the first six letters of that word, Getting you in bed was easier than breathing, that’s for sure. Your phone’s a public secret, everyone’s got your call, And your mattress has more footprints than a summer beach for all. You’ve made love more times than my grandma’s told stories, And yet you haven’t even finished half your college studies. But even knowing you’re not the best on paper, Tell me, who can win against Cupid’s arrow and labor? And since I’ve never lived like a saint or a monk, How can I ask you to be pure as a nun? [Chorus] If your past taught you how to kiss like that, Blessed be the ones who came before me— tip of the hat. A lady’s not the one who abstains and runs, She’s the one who stops when she finds the one. And you found it right here, you found it with me. If your past taught you how to touch me like this, Blessed be those who came before— they gave me a gift. If others were your teachers, let me be your graduation, When you bring your heart to bed, that’s love’s true education. [Verse 2] They say around town your loose reputation’s too much to bear, That you’ve planted a pair of horns on my head with care. They say I should drag you out of the neighborhood and the country, too, If I want this story to end with a happy view. But if they knew the tenderness you carry deep inside, And all the things you do for me with love and pride, They’d understand the road you walked before was leading you right to my door. So come here, hold me without fear, And let’s kiss in honor of all the gossipers who are near. [Chorus] If your past taught you how to kiss like that, Blessed be the ones who came before me— tip of the hat. A lady’s not the one who abstains and runs, She’s the one who stops when she finds the one. And you found it right here, you found it with me. If your past taught you how to touch me like this, Blessed be those who came before— they gave me a gift. If others were your teachers, let me be your graduation, When you bring your heart to bed, that’s love’s true education. [Bridge] The whispers, the rumors, they all say the same, But I see the beauty beneath your name. Your past wasn’t a curse, it was preparation, For the love we’re building, for this new foundation. So let them talk, let them say what they will, We know the truth, and that’s all we need still. [Chorus] If your past taught you how to kiss like that, Blessed be the ones who came before me— tip of the hat. A lady’s not the one who abstains and runs, She’s the one who stops when she finds the one. And you found it right here, you found it with me. If your past taught you how to touch me like this, Blessed be those who came before— they gave me a gift. If others were your teachers, let me be your graduation, When you bring your heart to bed, that’s love’s true education. [Outro]

Your Reputa-tion

Revenge

Here’s the revised version with P Diddy swapped in for a more impactful diss track:

[Intro]
Yo, P Diddy, you talkin’ freak-offs? Let’s see if you can handle the heat—truth’s about to ignite.

[Chorus]
Ayo, P Diddy, you ain’t gritty, just petty,
Freak Off? Nah, more like sneak off—game’s unsteady.
Say you’re iconic, but your vibe’s lookin’ sketchy,
Hollow flex, your rep’s as light as confetti.

[Verse 1]
You stepped to the plate, but your swing’s lookin’ foul,
Freak Off’s your claim? It’s a cry for morale.
Sharper than your tongue, I cut deep like a scythe,
Your flow’s a weak breeze; mine’s a hurricane’s might.
You’re a knockoff Picasso—scribblin’ in vain,
I’m Michelangelo, etchin’ masterpieces in flame.
Your Freak Off’s a carnival, but no crowd’s showin’ up,
Your hype’s a flat soda—can’t fill this cup.
I’m the director, boy, you’re background filler,
My rhymes turn pages, yours need a thriller.
P Diddy, you’re lost like a GPS glitch,
Talk big game, but you’re stuck in the ditch.

[Chorus]
Ayo, P Diddy, you ain’t gritty, just petty,
Freak Off? Nah, more like sneak off—game’s unsteady.
Say you’re iconic, but your vibe’s lookin’ sketchy,
Hollow flex, your rep’s as light as confetti.

[Verse 2]
You’re a sparkler at noon, I’m a supernova burst,
My pen bleeds diamonds, your lines die of thirst.
Your squad’s a paper shield, mine’s an iron brigade,
I’m timeless like vinyl, you’re a mixtape that fades.
You’re the free sample pack, I’m the collector’s edition,
Your Freak Off’s a rerun with no transition.
You’re a rubber knife in a heavyweight fight,
I’m the sword of Excalibur, cutting through the night.
Talkin’ ‘bout waves? I’m the Kraken at sea,
You’re a kiddie pool splash, can’t even outshine me.
P Diddy, your game’s as stale as day-old toast,
While I’m servin’ gourmet—let’s raise a toast.

[Chorus]
Ayo, P Diddy, you ain’t gritty, just petty,
Freak Off? Nah, more like sneak off—game’s unsteady.
Say you’re iconic, but your vibe’s lookin’ sketchy,
Hollow flex, your rep’s as light as confetti.

P Diddy Diss (Freak off in Prison)_PN

“Cool, Calm, Collected (Three C’s)”

(Verse 1)
Life’s a storm, but I’m the sea,
Waves can crash, but they won’t break me.
Pressure builds, but I don’t sweat,
I’m the cool hand you won’t forget.

(Pre-Chorus)
While the world spins wild, I stay in control,
A steady rhythm in a restless soul.
You can throw the heat, but I won’t crack,
I’ve got the Three C’s, and I’ve got your back.

(Chorus)
Cool, calm, collected—that’s how I roll,
Steady as a mountain, anchored in my soul.
Watch me weather every twist and turn,
While the fires rage, I let them burn.
Cool, calm, collected, it’s the way to be,
Three C’s are the key to serenity.

(Verse 2)
Chaos comes, knocking at my door,
But I don’t flinch—I’ve seen it before.
Like a river, I keep my flow,
Through the highs and the lows, I’m in control.

(Pre-Chorus)
When the winds of change come roaring fast,
I plant my feet, let the storm blow past.
I’m the eye of the hurricane, standing tall,
No matter what, I’ll handle it all.

(Chorus)
Cool, calm, collected—that’s how I roll,
Steady as a mountain, anchored in my soul.
Watch me weather every twist and turn,
While the fires rage, I let them burn.
Cool, calm, collected, it’s the way to be,
Three C’s are the key to serenity.

(Bridge)
When life’s a game of high stakes and chance,
I don’t stumble, I don’t dance.
I’m the still water, deep and wide,
With the Three C’s, I’ve got the tide on my side.

(Chorus)
Cool, calm, collected—that’s how I roll,
Steady as a mountain, anchored in my soul.
Watch me weather every twist and turn,
While the fires rage, I let them burn.
Cool, calm, collected, it’s the way to be,
Three C’s are the key to serenity.

(Outro)
Cool, calm, collected—that’s my creed,
A quiet strength in times of need.
So watch me weather, just wait and see,
The Three C’s are the power in me.

_Cool, Calm, Collected (Three C_s)__PN

[Verse 1]
I spent my life just chasin’ my way,
Buildin’ a kingdom that couldn’t stay.
Never cared for the hands reachin’ out,
I turned my back while they lived without.

But the mirror don’t lie when you stand alone,
It’ll show the cracks in the life you’ve sewn.
When the glass breaks, it cuts so deep,
There’s no place to run, no promises to keep.

[Pre-Chorus]
The lights grow dim, the end feels near,
What’ll you say when the truth’s right here?

[Chorus]
Selfish hearts don’t climb that hill,
Living for yourself leaves you standing still.
When the silence falls and you’re face to face,
You’ll find no mercy, no saving grace.

[Verse 2]
You walked that road, paved with gold,
Stepping on hearts just to have control.
But every dollar and every dime,
Won’t buy you back a single moment of time.

When the curtain drops, the stage is bare,
Will you look for peace, but find despair?
In that moment when you’re called to pay,
It’s too late to learn how to kneel and pray.

[Pre-Chorus]
Face the fire, see what’s left,
What’s the price of a destitute soul?

[Chorus]
Selfish hearts don’t climb that hill,
Living for yourself leaves you standing still.
When the silence falls and you’re face to face,
You’ll find no mercy, no saving grace.

[Bridge]
"You turned your back, you looked away,
For the price of pleasure, your soul will pay."
Your soul will...
Pay!

[Breakdown]
Your maker turns, the gates stay closed,
A life of self, your end composed.
You ignored the cries, now the silence keeps,
Into the void, where selfishness sleeps.

[Chorus - Final]
Selfish hearts don’t climb that hill,
Living for yourself leaves you standing still.
When the silence falls and you’re face to face,
You’ll find no mercy, no saving grace.

Reflections

Narcissist

This is a song of faith and gratitude, telling the story of a people's journey from despair to divine promise. It celebrates the transformation from darkness to light through worship and thanksgiving. 

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