Passion

Savannah slang meets R&B swagger—late-night cruise music with a gold-tooth grin.

Talk Like This

This track is about missing the connection that once felt so effortless—when his touch wasn’t just physical, it was emotional, grounding, real. Now, I feel the distance. He’s here, but not with me. I reach for him and it’s like I’m touching a ghost of what we used to be. This song is me whispering what I can’t say out loud: I need him to meet me halfway, to feel me again, to want me again. I’m not just craving his hands—I’m craving the love behind them. I don’t want to beg… but I don’t want to feel invisible either.

“Touch Me Back”

Midnight Feelings 2.0

GONE

“No Witness” is a sleek, atmospheric R&B slow jam made for stolen moments and silent promises. Smooth vocals float over sultry production, telling a story where every glance, every touch — stays off the record. It’s the soundtrack for secrets that never see the daylight.

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No Witness

“This project is a voice note at 2AM—left on read, but still sent. A blend of Trap Soul, R&B, and Emo Rap, it’s for anyone who’s ever loved too hard, texted too late, or healed too slow. These songs ain’t just tracks—they’re receipts, regrets, relapses. Zone out, cry, heal, or just feel something. This ain’t for the club. It’s for the ride home.”

This Ain't a Love Song, It's a Threat

the first

Burn It Up

This lyric is about that electric, heart-racing moment when you’re so close to someone that the world fades away, and nothing needs to be said because your hearts already know. It’s the quiet pull between two men who share a secret connection—a mix of passion, longing, and the thrill of being together in a space where no one else can hear or judge. It’s about the things you can’t say out loud, not because you don’t want to, but because the emotion is too raw, too sacred, and maybe even too risky. Every glance, every touch, every breath in that rain-soaked night becomes its own unspoken confession.

Talk Like This

C-Port Strong