A neon-lit chessboard pulses under flickering streetlights. Every heartbeat is a metronome, every thought a blade. This is trap-phonk laced with glitchcore venom: sitar riffs slice through 808 thunder while distorted vocals whisper death notes in binary.  Lyrically, it’s Light Yagami vs. L on a midnight rooftop—justice raining in silence, logic hunting in cold math. No heroes, no mercy, just calculated carnage and the echo of “Next move?”

Checkmate Mind

Not here to chase charts—I speak what I live.
 No fake hype, no watered-down vibes.
One voice. One vision. No apologies. Michigan artist blending raw lyrics with dark beats.

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