🎧 Song Title: Geek ON Fleek
Artist: 4Me2BeFree

I told you this was my life playing out in real-time. These songs… they’re not just tracks. They’re my journal. My truth. Each lyric is a feeling—some from the past, some still unfolding—but all of them have a place on these walls.

From the walls that crumbled to the gardens that grew in their place, every piece is part of me… or who I used to be.

This song is a throwback in sound, but not in story. The story is very much alive.

So it would be wrong of me not to quietly, respectfully acknowledge the man who helped this one come to life.

When I was convinced the world had run dry of compassion, he reminded me that even in chaos, you can still show up—for people, for animals, for yourself.

He’s grown in ways I hope to. And no matter what happens next, I’ll always be proud of him.

And he’ll always be my friend..

🎼 Lyrics
[Intro]
vinyl crackle
Just me, alone, thinking ‘bout you.

[Verse 1]
The way you walk in, I can’t pretend—
I want a friend, I want my man.
His ass is fine, lips pop true,
Gettin’ stuck on him like glitter on glue.
Textin’ wild stuff about the things we do.

[Pre-Chorus]
yearning harmonies
I want my friend, I want him now.

[Chorus]
proud, layered hook
He’s my freak that’s shy,
That’s my f**kin’ guy.
No one else gets me high.

[Spoken Interlude]
spoken, sassy, tense
You can say hi...
But he’s not bi.
voice spikes BI!
steps shifting
Bitch, don’t try—hold my hoops, I’m ready.
chairs scraping tables moving
Come here... stop runnin’, my poochies ain’t steady.

[Verse 2]
raw rap, sensual phrasing
That’s him, right there in the crowd.
Pink kink shirt, yeah, him—no doubt.
Shy at first... wild at play.
I’m his geek, he’s my freak.
His lips, his neck... down to his—
sharp harmony Shut your mouth.
He got it locked in.
Mad respect for the thrill...

[Bridge]
music screeches to a halt
Wait... let me spill the truth.
To be real...
We just started talkin’ a few weeks ago.
Yeah, I write these songs and have fun—
Maybe scare him a little... come on strong.
But hearing him get nervous is cute.
And you know what?
He showed up.
No lies.
He showed up.

[Outro]
reflective, cinematic textures
Whoever lost him... lost their way.
Maybe the same way someone lost me.
To the ones who walked away:
I’d rather live and love,
And die young...
Than be rich, old, alone—
Never knowing what it meant to be loved.
Whatever happens...
My freak on fleek...
He’ll always be my friend.

🔗 4Me2BeFree
This song represents what 4Me2BeFree is about: humor, hurt, pride, and finding voice through contrast. It’s genderless and genreless and glam as hell... and it still hits.

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Fleek Geek

VULTURE by Nova J

Bitch I see you, yes I do
Your entitled attitude
You so petty, full of hatred
Scavenging oh you so shameless

You think I don’t know (ooo)
You a sneaky hoe (ooo)
Pack your shit and go (ooo)
Leave my studio (ooo)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)

You circlin’ close, smellin’ death
Talkin’ sweet with toxic breath
Fake concern, fake regret
But you just waitin’ for what’s left

You think I don’t know (ooo)
You a sneaky hoe (ooo)
Pack your shit and go (ooo)
Leave my studio (ooo)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)

Vulture. (Yeah, I said it.)
Vulture. (Best forget it.)
Vulture. (You thought you’d win it)
Vulture. (It’s time to quit it.)

Bitch I see you, yes I do
(Your entitled attitude)
You so petty, full of hatred
(Scavenging oh you so shameless)

I got breaking news, bitch
I am onto you, bitch
You and me are through, bitch

You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
Got no manners, got no culture
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You’re a shady lil’ fucker
(Vulture! Vulture!)
You ain’t nothin’ but a vulture
(Vulture! Vulture!)

Vulture

BLESS THE ONES By Nova J

You grind (mmm), you hustle (yeah)
But no one sees the strain (strain)
You hold onto the pain (pain)
Through every loss and gain (gain)
When you’re broke and low (low)
No one’s at your door (no no)
But when you’re flying high (high)
They all want more (more, more, more)

You built it brick by brick (brick)
You carried all the weight (weight)
Now hands reach out to pick (pick)
Want to decide your fate (fate)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

(Bless the ones – who fight for light)
(Bless the ones – who earn their rights)
(Bless the ones – who rise from night)
(Bless the ones – who stand and fight)

They smile in your face (fake)
While scheming for your place (your place)
When the fun runs dry (dry)
They vanish with no trace (just gone)
Blood ain’t the bond (nope)
It’s what’s real inside (inside)
The truth you hold (hold)
That no one can hide (hide)

You’re tougher than you know (you know)
You wear your scars like gold (like gold)
Don’t let them dim your fire (no no)
Story still untold (untold)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

When the world says “no” (no)
You say “watch me GO” (GO)
Bless the hands that give (give)
And the ones who never stole (never stole)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

Bless the ones
(Oh, bless the ones)
Bless the ones
(Yeah, bless the ones)
Oooh, bless the ones
(Bless the ones…)

Bless the ones

CATFISH by Nova J

Got a face? (Not your own)
Got a name? (One you stole)
Got a story? (Full of holes)
Got some shame? (God, I hope so)

Feeling pretty? (Only online)
Feeling wanted? (On borrowed time)
Feeling brave? (Behind the screen)
You fooled me once — but now I see

You’re a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
Yeah, a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
You thought you’d get away with this?
You’re just a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)

Five eleven
Twenty-nine
Model pics
(Not even mine)
Stolen smile
Bedroom eyes
Face-tuned deep
Full of lies

One old selfie
From who knows when
You showed up
And lied again

You were looking (looking, looking)
For tonight (tonight, tonight)
Wanna trick me (trick me with a)
Pretty lie (lie, lie)

You were looking
For tonight
Tried to take me
For a ride

When we met
I saw the truth
Not the guy
From in the booth
You flinched hard
When I said hi
You said your name
I said “goodbye”

You meant no harm? (You swear, you swear)
But all I see is vacant stares
You built a mask, played the part
Now deal with it — I know your heart

You’re a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
Yeah, a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
Fake as hell and full of glitch
You’re just a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)

Five eleven
Twenty-nine
That ain’t your dog
That ain’t your ride
Bubble butt? (Nice try)
Laughed so hard
I nearly cried

You deceived me (And yourself)
Go get help (You need some help)

You were looking (looking, looking)
For tonight (tonight, tonight)
Tried to trick me (trick me just to)
Feel right (right, right)

You were looking (now exposed)
I saw through you (strike a pose)

You were looking (now exposed)
I saw through you (strike a pose)

You played a role
You wore it well
But fairy tales
Can go to hell
I don’t date liars
With bogus names
Delete your apps
And own your shame

You’re a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
Yeah, a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)
Don’t DM me — I ain’t your wish
You’re just a (Ca-ca-ca-ca…) catfish (Catfish)

You feel pretty? (Filter lies)
Feel authentic? (In disguise)
Five eleven? (Try five-five)
Fake the world — but not my eyes

You were looking (for tonight)
Tried to trick me (with a swipe)
You were looking (but I’m gone)
Try again — on someone dumb

Catfish

🔻 Song Insight
Some stories aren’t written to be understood—they’re lived, endured, and eventually sung. "Worth Telling" unfolds like a whispered memory, unsure if it should exist out loud. It wrestles with truth, fear, and the unspoken tug of something fragile becoming real. This isn’t about clean endings or perfect arcs—it’s about what lingers between the lines. A heart at the edge. A hand almost reaching back. The weight of maybe.

With textures of emotional contradiction—yearning, restraint, defiance—the track invites listeners to step into a mind caught between undoing and becoming. It’s not meant to answer your questions. Just to echo the ones you're still afraid to ask.

🔻 Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I close my eyes—I hear your sound
Heartbeat echo, in sync with mine
Your warmth wraps me, full surround
A moment caught I won’t erase

[Pre-Chorus]
It was you who cracked the truth
The way you stayed, that subtle proof
Phone screen lit—I write, then erase
Drafting words I’m scared to say

[Chorus]
I don’t want to let this go—it’s taken hold
I see the cracks, all the ways this could fold
But I still want to be something worth telling
Something that stays—cut loose from the past we’re shelling

[Verse 2]
I’m not broken—but I’ve got breaks
Still tied down by old mistakes
Feelings flood—I can’t slow them down
If I leap... will I hit the ground?

[Bridge]
Wrap me tight—let the fear take flight
Break down these walls
I’m screaming inside but I don’t show
Please—just tell me you know...

[Breakdown]
I’m lost at sea—no compass, no map
Blindfold on, heart in a trap
Break this / make this / be this
I’m tired of truths that contradict

[Chorus – Repeat]
I don’t want to let this go—it’s taken hold
I see the cracks, all the ways this could fold
But I still want to be something worth telling
Something that stays—cut loose from the past we’re shelling

[Outro]
When wishes become plain
When kings lose crowns in rain
When skies fade from blue to gray
And wealth dissolves without a name

I hope you know—this isn’t gold
It’s just a home
A place to lay your head, be warm
A wish come true—to feel, and not perform

🔻 Personal Reflection
There are parts of me I’ll never write out loud. This song brushes up against them.
Worth Telling isn’t about confession. It’s about the tension of wanting to be seen, but not fully. Of knowing that something real is possible—but only if it survives all the quiet tests we never admit we’re giving.
Some lyrics are just placeholders for fear. And some moments, no matter how small, feel like they’re screaming with meaning. This song holds a few of mine.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
Every 4Me2BeFree track walks the line between cinematic soundscape and journal entry. Worth Telling continues that path—unpolished, real, and emotionally suspended. It’s not a perfect narrative. It’s a feeling frozen mid-fall. This is what we do: make the unspoken visible, the unsayable melodic.

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Worth Telling

🔻 Song Insight
“You Miss Me?” is a raw, unfiltered spoken-word blues piece that confronts the emotional wreckage left behind after surviving narcissistic abuse. Delivered with searing honesty and dripping vulnerability, it challenges the illusion of reconciliation with someone who once tried to erase you. This track doesn't plead. It doesn't soften. It stands firm in its truth: "You didn't love me. You loved the version of me I had to become to survive you."

Every line is a reckoning. From shattered memories and suppressed rage to glimpses of clarity and healing, the song explores what it means to hold space for your own voice after years of being silenced. It’s not just a song—it’s a statement, a scar turned into art, a reclaiming of power and identity for those who’ve been broken but never defeated.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
You miss me?
Oh, say it ain't so.
New look starting to look old.
Guess the T ain’t working,
Drugs ain't preserving the story no more.

[Verse 1]
You say you miss me—
What's that supposed to be?
Did you forget the shit you said?
The lies, the cheating, the walk-away clean?
You acted like you found some magic key,
But that key just opened the door to hell.

You miss me? What parts?
The version of me you broke?
The one you stole from, lied to, slept on?
The one who stayed loyal while you stayed gone?

Tell me again what was “so wrong” in my head.
This gaslight backfired—
Bedroom cold, no desire.
I quilted your soul…
But I’ve retired.

[Bridge]
You miss me?
You miss the man who hid in vineyards just to stay alive?
While you ripped off car doors and lied to your mom?
You miss the man who held back—
Because if he fought back, you'd play the victim?

You miss the dinners you smashed,
The lies you served after?

You miss our honeymoon—
How it turned into survival?

You miss me?
You miss the silence.
The version of me who never named the abuse.
The one who let your demons sleep beside me
And still called it love.

[Verse 2]
You left no way back—
Burned bridges, broke codes,
Tossed us out like trash.
It was a full attack.
Talked behind my back,
Fed your addiction, cashed checks that bounced back.

You broke the mold.
Two grown kids—no home, no plan.
You stripped me bare, stole my clothes,
Hung me out to fold in a storm I didn’t choose.

When I stood tall,
You grabbed one more piece of my soul,
Tried to never let go.
Thought your worth was gold—
But you just bought people.
Not everyone’s that cheap.

[Verse 3]
And look who showed up—
A little whore to fill your crack,
Scratch your itch,
Pick up the slack.

You said you needed evil.
Well congrats, he's your fix.
The very thing I refused—
That’s the shit you chased.

Now you sleep in the circus,
A show run by lies,
Funding your spiral
While your shadow dies.

[Bridge]
You miss me?
Maybe the one who held your hand,
Helped you breathe,
Stayed when you couldn’t stand.

Maybe the one who cried for your pain,
Burned in your name.

Maybe the man who wouldn’t beat you—
So you threatened to leave.

You miss me?
'Cause I was the gold.
I was the standard.
I was the one who loved you whole.

I defended your name,
Brought you into the fold.
I loved you young,
And I loved you old.

I saw forever.
But forever is fiction when lies get bold.
Endings are nostalgia for children—
Just stories told.
But time passes,
And this shit is getting old.

[Outro]
You miss me?
Then you never knew me.
You never asked.
Never listened.
You loved the shape I twisted into,
Not the soul I buried to become it.

The real me?
He didn’t die.
He woke up.
And you don’t get to meet him.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
“You Miss Me?” captures what 4Me2BeFree stands for: truth without apology.

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You Miss Me

🔻 Song Insight
MOIST is a sweaty, neon-lit fever dream — a glitchy, erotic carnival ride where desire, power, and performance collide. It’s a song that doesn’t seduce politely — it throws you onto the dance floor, dares you to watch, and demands that you obey. Wrapped in the cinematic grime of 70s adult cinema and queer nightlife, MOIST explores transactional intimacy, fetishized control, and the freedom found in roleplay and release. Every line throbs with tension — between pleasure and vulnerability, dominance and consent, watching and being watched.

This isn't about love. It's about spectacle. About the raw, unfiltered mess of lust and longing that can feel more honest than tenderness ever could. MOIST refuses to be palatable — and that's exactly the point.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
I want his sex for free
They want her sex for free
He wants their sex for free
Them... yeah... sex for free

Token accepted—press—my—button
Choose—your party—
Accepted.
Enjoy the ride.
Know your status and buckle that condom

[Verse 1]
Drops and you drip, watch me drown
These streams run, sweat by the pound
Smell your skin, I touch myself
Can’t help this—you get me stuck
Yeah, all I want to do is f**k

"Look into my eyes"
"Boys don’t cry—they beg"
Fall down into me, on your knees
Lip out pouting, innocent tease
And yes, you may proceed
Grab that leash, pull you in

"Sit back. Watch how this is done...sun."
Your head leans back
Eyes that cannot see
Fabric thick, tactile world
Trust me bold, hold it tight
Make you beg, make you bite

"You like to watch me... don't you?"
Let’s see tonight
How far will you go?
Take that off...
Slowly...
Don’t f**k up the show...
Now arch that back
Now slap slap that ass

"What's my name? What's my name?"

[Verse 2]
It’s hard to see your needs
While I’m stuck on mine
Come calm my nerve, make it shine

"You act like you know... but you don’t"
Call me daddy if you’re ready to go
Jump on top, I’m ready to flow
Hold those arms back, can’t reach
It’s me you need, now say—
"Oh Daddy—pleeease!"

"I’ll be your bitch tonight"
"I’ll be your bitch for free"

[Bridge]
Focus our passion in motion
Don’t look back, drink my potion
Your world spins, feeling a need
On cruise control, pulling on your leads

"I caught you watching"
"Stared a little too long"
Fireworks hold no flame
Fast tearing up the night
Keep that ass just like that
Make me bite, make me fight
It’s you I want, oh so tight

[Outro]
"You wanna shake it? Hah—baby, it ain’t gonna shake itself."
"It’s the dance floor, not a damn waiting room!"
"Can I help you, Sir—or are you just gonna stand there lookin’ confused?"
"People always up in my business like I asked for a co-star."
"Boy, if you don't drop it low in the next 3 seconds, I’m rebooting your whole personality."


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SEX for FREE

PETTY by NOVA J

I don’t even care that you unfollowed me
It actually led to an epiphany 
I think you are psycho crazy jealous of me
And I’m living in your ugly ass head rent free

Okay your head’s not ugly
You’re actually kinda pretty 
But your attitude is shitty 
And I don’t say that to be petty

BUT you really crossed a red line
WHEN you tried to take what’s mine MINE
I was just here minding my business 
And you’re here just talkin’ shit shit 

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, unfollow me 
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me
I already forgot about you

You’re not the first, and you won’t be the last
Just another fly I flicked off my ass
You were never close, not even warm
So why you creepin’ girl, BE GONE, BE GONE!

You’re not a total wreck, okay
You’d be fine if you’d behave
I think your ego’s in the way
You should hear what people say

BUT you really crossed a red line
WHEN you tried to take what’s mine MINE
I was just here minding my business 
And you’re here just talkin’ shit shit 

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, unfollow me
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me 
I already forgot about you

You might be just a one-trick pony
I won’t waste my time on a phony
Shiny toys always fade
I work harder every day
(harder) (every) (day)
(harder) (every) (day)
I work harder every day
(harder) (every) (day)
(harder) (every) (day)
(Oooooooh)

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, and follow me 
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me 
I already forgot about you

Go ahead, and follow me
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me
I already forgot about you

Petty

🔻 Song Insight:
“This Is All I Can Be” is a confessional love song for the emotionally honest — the ones who know they can’t offer everything, but still show up with all they have. Wrapped in the raw grit of a late '80s hair band ballad, this track bleeds devotion and self-awareness. It’s not about grand gestures or fairy tale endings — it’s about standing in front of someone, stripped of ego and pretense, and saying, “This is who I am. I hope it’s enough.”

The lyrics tread the terrain between fierce loyalty and gentle imperfection — a landscape where not being able to "move mountains or seas" doesn’t negate love. It captures the unglamorous but deeply human version of showing up: tired, maybe a little broken, but unwavering.

[Verse 1]  
To hold you, make you safe,  
My arms mark your name.  
A place, no need to explain—  
I want to make you a home,  
Away alone on our own.

[Verse 2]  
I want to be the time you need,  
To be who you are, to breathe.  
Tear down walls, your guard,  
Feel me say with every beat—  
This was hard, but you're okay.

[Chorus]  
Let this go, life’s not on repeat.  
Skip the pain, feel love’s embrace.  
The things I wish for you to see,  
But it’s just me—this is all I can be.

[Verse 3]  
Take you away from this place,  
From memories of past mistakes.  
You and I, nowhere to go—  
We hold each other close,

[Verse 4]  
I wish I could light up your soul,  
Show the world your amazing glow.  
Embrace something new and unknown.  
Start this chapter with open arms—

[Pre-Bridge]  
But I’ll stand with you when you’re sore.  
Be there to lean on when you need a little more.

[Bridge]  
I can’t move mountains or seas—  
It’s just me, all that I can be.  
I can’t buy you a castle or a car.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
But imagine how far we could get.  
With you and me, together we’re strong.  
To know you’re not alone, to have hope—  
To grow, take the paths less known.

[Outro]  
It’s just me—that’s what I have.  
It’s just me, babe. That’s all I am.  
If it’s tomorrow, if it’s today—  
I’m here in whatever way.




This is all I can be

🔻 Song Insight – If a Narcissist Had a Heart
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a cautionary nursery rhyme dressed in circus clothes. It's a satirical swing at the emotional devastation left in the wake of a narcissist—wrapped in Seuss-like rhythm, carnival sounds, and a maniacally cheerful delivery. The track juxtaposes whimsy with psychological horror, inviting listeners to laugh and flinch. Every rhyme conceals a truth; every bounce carries a bruise.

Beneath the jester’s grin is a call to survivors: you are not crazy. Narcissists are emotional illusionists—rewriting reality, charming crowds, and leaving chaos in their absence. This song offers solidarity through absurdity, exposing the cycle of manipulation with theatrical flair. Think of it as an exorcism in rhyming couplets… with a tuba.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Narrator voice, cartoon tone]
If a narcissist had a heart...
He wouldn't know where to start.
He’d call the press, he’d strike a pose,
And sob on camera—God only knows.

[Verse 1]
“It’s better now! I’ve changed, I swear!”
He weeps into the velvet chair.
The news loops play him night and day—
The man who felt, then ran away.

[Verse 2]
But don’t be fooled by mournful gleam,
He edits out what’s in between.
Behind the charm and half-baked tears—
Are stolen years and gaslit fears.

[Bridge]
Through haunted woods and smoky haze,
He drains your light, rewrites your days.
Watch your kids, your keys, your mind—
Before he leaves you two steps blind.

[Verse 3]
You can wash the horse, you can feed the pig,
But this clown’s jig is his own rig.
The facts are sharp, the lies are glue—
You’ll lose yourself before he’s through.

[Chorus]
Run, run, run—don’t wait, don’t stay!
He’ll paint your soul in shades of gray.
You thought it’s love? You thought he cared?
That scream you heard? No one was there.

[Outro]
What’s in store? Chaos galore.
He’s off again—another score.
Save yourself and step aside—
You can’t fix someone who just… lied.

🔻 Personal Reflection
I wrote this with a smirk… and a scar. It started as a joke—what if Dr. Seuss wrote a survival guide for people who dated narcissists? But as the rhyme flowed, so did the rage, the grief, and the absurdity of loving someone who only loved a mirror.

There was a time when I truly believed the apologies. The “new leaf” speeches. The declarations of change. I wanted to believe them. I needed to believe them, because the alternative was facing how far I’d been manipulated.

This song is for everyone who’s ever questioned their sanity after trusting someone who wore a human mask. It's for those who made excuses for monsters because they remembered the first act. And it’s for those who survived, even if they laughed their way out of the fire.

It’s comedy, sure—but satire is truth screaming in a clown suit. And I’ve earned the right to laugh now.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
If a Narcissist Had a Heart is a bold turn in the 4Me2BeFree journey—leaning into theatrical satire without losing the emotional core. This project is about transforming raw truth into immersive soundscapes, whether that truth is beautiful, brutal, or bizarre. Every song is a scene, every lyric a spotlight.

Through comedy, darkness, and cinematic chaos, 4Me2BeFree creates songs that don’t just play—they perform. The goal? To offer catharsis for those who’ve lived through manipulation, heartbreak, and self-erasure—and to do it with rhythm, rhyme, and one hell of a grin.

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If a Narcissist Had a Heart

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.