🎧 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

🔻 Song Insight – Dirt Floors
At the edge of memory and metaphor, “Dirt Floors” is a reckoning—an anthem for anyone who lost themselves in someone else’s world and barely made it back.

Carrying the weight of unspoken trauma, the song peels back what it means to live in quiet erasure. Inspired by a childhood story and the intimacy of a toxic relationship, “Dirt Floors” is a confessional landscape. Each lyric echoes the ache of normalized abuse, lingering guilt, and the erosion of self-worth.

[Verse 1]  
I claim my dirt floor—  
A pittance paid before.  
You act like I’ve got nerve,  
Like this can't be my war.

[Verse 2]  
It's been clear,  
I've walked these halls before.  
Pain echoes off the walls—  
But I walk it once more.

[Pre-Chorus]  
This can't be home.  
I'm haunted when I'm alone.  
If this is just my “before,”  
Where’s the after I’m owed?

[Verse 3]  
With soul bent and beaten,  
I buried what was taken.  
Still chasing what was clean—  
But it never stayed for long.

[Chorus]  
Dirt floors where I crash and burn,  
Refused to bend, refused to learn.  
Fool’s gold lined the gate—  
And I bowed to what was fake.

[Verse 4]  
Red flags bleached to white,  
I blurred the line of sight.  
Gray clouds began to bloom—  
Every silence spelled my doom.

[Verse 5]  
Built on lies, not stone,  
It wasn’t just my crying alone.  
The script flipped as it dried—  
And I just watched it die.

[Bridge]  
Somewhere in the mourning,  
The tar began to spread.  
Told myself it wasn’t real—  
But everything I touched turned black.  
Every truth I swallowed came back.

I was living someone else’s name.  
Not clean. Not whole.  
Not me.  
Joy turned to grayscale,  
Even the light got washed away.

[Verse 6]  
I drew maps to my unknown—  
A place I used to roam.  
No sirens, no parade—  
Just a shadow pulling me away.

[Verse 7]  
Out of sight, I found my mind.  
But the shrapnel still designed  
A quiet war inside my chest—  
Each breath now second-guessed.

[Verse 8]  
You can’t unpull a trigger.  
Words cut and linger.  
Shards in silence—  
No more postponing  
What always ends up spoken.

[Verse 9]  
I'd rather walk this road alone,  
Under bridges made of bone.  
Not sticks, not stone—  
But words poured raw from me.  
That was the house.  
That was the key.

[Chorus – Reprise]  
Still, I sweep a floor  
That won’t stay clean.  
But these walls—  
They stand from everything  
I've lost, I've loved,  
And all I’ve done  
To come undone.

[Outro – Spoken]  
Falling ain’t failing.  
It’s just new direction.  
Don’t let the lies that flew by  
Become your reflection.  
This ain’t holy ground—  
It’s war.  
And we fight  
With what we carry.  
Keep your fire.  
Lose the shame.  
You’re more than  
What you stayed for.

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one gutted me to write. Not because it points fingers—but because it doesn’t.

My mother once told me a story about having a shack in heaven with dirt floors while others had mansions. She meant it as a parable, but I took it as truth—that even in the afterlife, some of us would still live on the outskirts.

Later, I found myself in a relationship that chipped away at me piece by piece. Where even love felt like punishment. Where identity warped until I couldn’t tell if I was surviving or fading.

I didn’t want this song to list sins. I wanted it to hold them. I wanted it to feel like what it’s like to be gaslit, to normalize cruelty, to wonder if a place that once felt like home ever truly was.

This is for anyone who questioned their worth inside a relationship.
Anyone who stayed too long because leaving meant rewriting the only story they knew.

I’m still sweeping those dirt floors.
But now, they’re mine. And that matters.

🔻 Copyright Notice
© 2025 4Me2BeFree.


Dirt Floors

Away From Men - Cinderella Syndrome

This song was created and written by: 
J J Samuel
The music, production and vocals were done by: 
J J Samuel

#Alternative-Rock #Pop-Rock #Moody #RollerCoaster #Intense #Atmospheric #Raw #Gritty  #Stormy

This track is one of my older pieces which I found in my collection of over 400 plus songs. 

“Stormy” is about the roller coaster of love and how it affects our emotions. Sometimes things seem okay on the surface but deep down a storm is brewing! Relationships are like thunderstorms and we are human so we were not
Designed to always get along, it’s a up and down spiralling story! Rage and anger can take control, disagreements happen. Its part of life ❤️ ⛈️

🌩️ STORMY ⛈️

🔻 Song Insight

"How Many Rights Done Wrong" is a journey through life’s detours—the places where every turn seems to lead somewhere new, but never quite “right.” Anchored by a hypnotic chorus and gritty, road-worn verses, the song explores the cycles we fall into, the scars left behind, and the stubborn hope that pushes us to try again, even when the world keeps spinning us in circles. With its vivid highway imagery and raw honesty, this track captures the ache of searching for meaning—and the wry humor of getting lost along the way.

🔻 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 2]
I’ve got cycles, running them over
Dead roadkill marks every mile I’ve lived
Each pattern splatters across my shoulder
It’s not just a life in my head

[Bridge]
Hitched a ride through borrowed time
No bike, this shit got wild
I’m stifled, grown and torn
This bloodline’s mine alone

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 3]
Roads lead down to dying towns
People talk but never speak
Always got some shit to say
Never willing to take that walk

[Bridge]
It’s lip service, no pleasure
Growing pains, no measure
Can’t see the gains for all these losses
Something’s gotta change before I toss this

[Chorus]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

[Verse 4]
Backstroke through the undertow
What goes down stays below
How far can you go without hope to show?
It’s a place you never grow

[Outro]
How many wrongs before a right
Getting stuck on left for a life
It’s too dark to see the light
If not now then when—tonight

🔻 Personal Reflection

I wrote this song after one too many nights replaying old mistakes and missed exits, both real and metaphorical. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” came from the push-pull of wanting to do better, but feeling like every direction just leads back to the same spot. It’s a nod to all the times I took the wrong turn, hoping somewhere down the line it would make sense—or at least make for a good story. If you’ve ever felt stuck at life’s crossroads, you’ll hear a piece of yourself in this one.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

This track is pure 4Me2BeFree: messy, honest, cinematic. Our music is about transforming lived pain into a shared, relatable journey—finding beauty (and a little dark humor) in the confusion. “How Many Rights Done Wrong” is another page in the story of learning, unlearning, and finding meaning in the middle of chaos. The goal: turn life’s wrong turns into a map for someone else to find their way home.

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How Many Rights Done Wrong

🔻 Song Insight

Cold Gold is about the cost of love when it turns into control. It’s the sound of defiance rising from broken trust—choosing truth over illusion, freedom over silence.

🔻 Lyrics

Intro:
Shiny and new... shiny and new...
: You said “shiny and new”?
  : So see-through... you see-through...
: Nah. You mid. Straight see-through.

Verse 1:
Clout-chasin’, tryna line me up
: Line him up, line him up
Wanted smoke, I lit the block, flame mine now
: Flame it now, flame it now
Talk slick, thought I’d fold?
: he won’t fold
You chaos, I’m bricked up, peace on hold
: Locked down
Ten bands gone? Paid your plug, wiped the slate
: Run it back
Daddy’s bag dry, you still ridin’ hype
: So predictable
Nine long years, you drained my vibe
: Nine whole years
Now I’m done countin’ every cry.
Wait, babe, that ain’t the story—
It was a hack, I swear!
You know my mom got me stressed...

Chorus:
You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — that’s your aesthetic
: ’Sthetic, so pathetic
Traded our future for a temp high
: Next high, next high
Now watch me stack while you just cry.
: Watch him stack now
You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — but it’s all pathetic.
: Pathetic, so pathetic

Verse:
Built the crib, raised kids, you ghosted
: Straight ghosted
Now you in my DMs? Boy, you roasted.
: Pure trash
Dream on layaway, swipe got denied
: All them lies
Empty chest, no soul, void inside.
: Void inside
Still chasin’ cheap thrills, same dead lane
: Same game, same game
Claimed you flame, but you ice, no flame.
: Killed the vibe


You straight toxic, period.
: Period, period
“Shiny and new” — that’s your aesthetic
: ’Sthetic, so aesthetic
Traded our future for a temp high
: Next high, next high
Now watch me stack while you just cry.
: Watch him stack now

Bridge:
I was on my grind, babe, stop the cap!
  Spoken, Cold:
Your grind was cap. And that’s facts.

 You’ll never find anothim one like me.
  Sarcastic: Thank God, thank God
 Lead: Thank God. Now I’m finally free.


My new shorty diff, he a perfect ten.
  Laughing, Sharp: he laughin’, he laughin’
Cute. You want my line so I can school him then?


Well, maybe you could—
 Lead  Final Blow, Spoken:
Nah. Lessons ain’t free.
Keep your new shorty, keep your blue-pill dream.
You dismissed.


You straight toxic, PERIOD!
: Period, period!
“Shiny and new” — it’s your sickness!
: It’s a sickness!
Scarred us all with your every lie
: Every lie, every lie
Now watch me RISE while you just die inside.
: Die inside
You straight toxic, PERIOD!
: Period, period!
“Shiny and new” — just a gimmick.
: Just a gimmick!

Outro:

You want the cheat code? Build your own world.
  Whisper: Build your own...
Energy locked. Chapter closed.
  Whisper: Closed... closed...

Yo... for real? You just gonna... block me...?


🔻 Personal Reflection

Cold Gold came from realizing the price of bending to someone else’s idea of who I should be. It’s about the breaking point—where survival means walking away with your soul intact.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

For 4Me2BeFree, every track is a cinematic story stitched from real scars and triumphs. Cold Gold embodies this mission—turning pain into power, carving beauty from brokenness, and making music that mirrors the fight to stay true.

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Cold Gold

Smitten

🔻 Song Insight

“Goodbye” captures the raw moment when letting go isn’t just necessary—it’s salvation. This track is a cinematic farewell to the ghost of a toxic love, carved by years of heartbreak and the slow realization that not every song deserves a reprise. Each lyric is both a wound and a stitch, reflecting the journey from devastation to self-redemption. The repeated “goodbye” isn’t just closure; it’s a rebirth.

🔻 Lyrics

[Intro]
You fade away, I was waiting on this day
It’s been years in the making, but now I’m okay

[Verse 1]
I held out for too long, you always knew
Something better came along, now I see it’s true
Maybe this is for my soul
In the end, I’m gone—
You’re just another wasted song

[Pre-Chorus]
I was blind, hoping you were a different guy
But in time, the light burned out,
Wish that last fight had been our goodbye
What was bright just died
Nothing worth saving inside

[Chorus] [Layered Vocals]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m letting go, I won’t rewind
Goodbye, goodbye, one final time
You’re no longer mine

[Verse 2]
All that time just erodes
Fleeting thoughts I let go
Had I stayed, I would’ve died
You pulled me under, stole my shine
Just another wasted song

[Bridge]
Truth be told, you’ll never know
The hollow depths you tried to show
A padded cell of your own hell
But I survived, and I can tell

[Chorus] [Harmonies + Echo FX]
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m letting go, I won’t rewind
Goodbye, goodbye, one final time
You’re no longer mine

[Outro]
Goodbye to that dream
Goodbye to your name
Goodbye to the pain
I’m finally free
Just another wasted song

🔻 Personal Reflection

This song was years in the making, and finishing it feels like closing the last door on a life I outgrew. “Goodbye” is not just for him—it’s a promise to myself. I poured every memory, every mistake, every ounce of hope and disillusionment into these lines. It’s the final word on a chapter that needed to end so I could finally start over, free.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

For 4Me2BeFree, this track marks a turning point—a true act of release and self-respect. We believe in making music that doesn’t just echo pain but transforms it into power and honesty. “Goodbye” is our manifesto for anyone standing at the threshold of letting go. Every track is a piece of real life, spun into something cinematic so others can find their own story in the sound.

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Goodbye

🔻 Song Insight

Be That Guy captures the moment when someone finally reaches through your darkness, offering you a way back into the world—and into yourself. It’s a story of transformation, where old pain gives way to new hope, and vulnerability becomes strength. The lyrics explore the courage it takes to open up, to stand by someone else, and to believe that healing and joy are possible—even after everything. This is the anthem for anyone who’s ever needed to be rescued, or who’s dared to be the one who saves.

🔻 Lyrics

Intro:
Let this take hold, all the parts of you
To be bold, I want to know it’s you I hold
The parts you keep inside
To stand by you and be that guy

Verse 1:
Time apart, your voice, your need for me
The best in both of us, we set free
Setting sights on what makes us believe
Breaking past, coming up free

Pre-Chorus:
I waited so long with a broken past
Time lapses—here you are at last
I feel alive inside, now the cast is cracked

Chorus:
Show me your heart, the broken and the whole
All your parts, I want to know
You make me want to be that guy
For the good, the bad, the scared, the love
Let me in, let me be the one I know I can be

Verse 2:
I owe you for what you found
A part of me buried underground
Your light pulled me from the dark
I wanted to know this is real
That this is how you feel

Bridge:
So much was lost, nothing left in this broken heart
But then you spoke, you sparked a thought—
Could this be the other half?
I’m watching this dream unfold
Let this be me—a love I can hold

Chorus:
Show me your heart, the broken and the whole
All your parts, I want to know
You make me want to be that guy
For the good, the bad, the scared, the love
Let me in, let me be the one I know I can be

Verse 3:
From within, this feeling long since dead
To care, to worry, and want to protect
Fight for your honor, maybe take your hand
A dream too soon, I know, but maybe you’ll understand
Too many stars align and I’ve gone blind
This light has shined just right to brighten our night

Outro:
So take my hand, say you understand
Tell me you will be my man
See my spark, the light now never dark

🔻 Personal Reflection

Be That Guy was written during a time when I wasn’t sure if I’d ever trust again. Sometimes, the universe hands you someone willing to reach back and pull you forward. For me, this song is about risking hope—about letting love resurrect the parts of me I thought were lost forever. It’s not about being perfect; it’s about being brave enough to show up, scars and all, and say, “Let me in. I want to be that guy.”

🔻 4Me2BeFree

Every 4Me2BeFree song aims to turn real, messy feelings into something cinematic. “Be That Guy” transforms vulnerability into a call for strength, inviting everyone to see their story reflected in the music. Our vision is to make every track a doorway: a way out of darkness, a reminder that healing and joy are always possible. We want our songs to feel like someone reaching out their hand—ready to pull you back into the light.

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Be That Guy

Intro:
When did this turn into a carport competition?
Not every hookup needs to be a demolition derby!

 Scrollin' through these apps, same tired old game
 Size queens checkin’, playin’ that shame
 “How long is your song?”—that’s wild, not my lane
 My stick don’t need a crane just to blow your domain

Verse 1:
 Caught up in ruts, askin’ me how I fuck
 Skippin’ the foreplay, y’all just pressin’ your luck
 Talkin’ like Salt-N-Pepa—yardstick parade
 But skill ain’t a number, that’s just the charade

🔥 “So before playin’ with words politically incorrect
 Y’all stutter out comments, just to flex and deflect
 I can’t relate to something so gaping, you need a crane
 Droppin’ grenades, blowin’ up—leave nothin’ the same”

You huntin’ for Holmes, I might play along
 But from where you start, this vibe’s all wrong
 Gifted, no complaints, never needed the boast
 But you chase what’s lost, missin’ the most

Chorus:
 I don’t need twelve to make you scream my name
 Know how to use it—now that’s real game
 Back in it, no lazy lay, put it all on display
 One night stand maestro—“It’s Jesus?” Nah, it’s me today

Verse 2:
 Size don’t mean ecstasy, that’s weak logic, babe
 Photoshop flexin’, all filters, all fake
 Locked jaw, hand cramp—never see you satisfied
 Real connection’s what you want, but you only chase the size

🔥 “Don’t tell me I can’t springboard into heaven’s zone
 Lazy-handed compressions, extraction alone
 Smash the backboard, headboard, make you beg for more
 Holdin’ on tight, drippin’ sweat on the floor”

Effort spills over, I’m settin’ up camp
 Pizza box open, like a midnight champ
 Biting down on verses, you’re speakin’ in tongues
 Feelin’ heaven rise up, while my devil’s got lungs

Bridge:
 Cyclone erupts, divine intervention
 Down under tremors, maximum tension
 Grab what you can, ‘cause the storm’s full-blown
 When I’m finished here, you’ll never feel alone

Hook/Breakdown:
 No lip service, no hot dog fame
 I take numbers—your last stop, change the game
 Shop prepped, floor clear, backdoor’s where I stand
 Hands free, no holdin’ back, poundin’ hand-in-hand

Bridge 2 / Callout:
 No lazy lay, I’m puttin’ in work
 Every thrust got you hooked, yeah, that’s the perk
 Ready to impale, it’s loaded and hot
 No probation, no cell, just hands-free shot

Chorus:
 I don’t need twelve to make ‘em scream my name
 Master of the craft—forever untamed
 Back into it, love on display
 One night legend, you know it’s me today

Outro:
 Hold it tight, ‘cause I’m comin’ back with a vengeance, see?
 Days and nights blur—your world redefined, eternally
 Rest it well, keep it tight, I’m ready tonight
 Lost in this anthem—yeah, I set it right.



Cyclone Eruptin

🔻 It's You Boy – Song Insight
Some loves are slow-burning. Some are fleeting. And then there’s the kind that consumes you whole—the kind you can’t resist, won’t deny, and don’t want to escape.

"It’s You Boy" is raw passion wrapped in electric energy—a love so intoxicating it feels like fate, a force so strong it bends reality.

This isn’t about innocence or hesitation—it’s about surrender, connection, and the fire that won’t be tamed. With gritty industrial breakdowns, haunting verses, and a chorus that hits like a tidal wave, this song is an anthem for the fearless, the bound, the ones who know love is more than just a feeling—it’s a force.

It’s devotion without apology.
It’s passion without restraint.
It’s you, boy.

🔻 It's You Boy – Lyrics
Intro
Ropes of desire, binding me still,
Under your weight, bending to will.
A taste of us, raw and consuming,
Infused and alive—this is no illusion.
It’s you, boy, the one I adore,
The only fire I’ll ever implore.

Pre-Bridge
You’re taking shape, a force outside,
No matter your plan, I’m on your side.

Bridge
Deny it now—it’s a futile fight.
Let’s tear this down before the night.

Verse 1
An addiction, a dangerous elixir,
Caught in the whiplash, it’s another ride inside.
Pulled under, surrendered, I’m tangled, it’s true,
A cycle repeated, something raw and new.
Breeded, defeated—this love is primed.
We’re lost in our rhythm, but we’re out of time.

Chorus
Our skin pressed close, a tactile tide,
A tapestry woven, and what I say will never fade—
We build this space, a home to live in tune—
A place for us to focus on me and you.

Verse 2
Nothing is lost in this endless crusade,
A war of emotions where memories are made.
We’re a bond, a pack, unbroken, so true,
This is me, this is you.

Verse 3
Take my hand and meet the roar,
Together we’ll break through every door.
Unfiltered, raw, emotions collide,
A love that stands, never denied.

Chorus
Our skin pressed close, a tactile tide,
A tapestry woven, where secrets reside.
What they say fades—we carve our space,
Griping and growing, forgiving the chase.

Verse 4
No permission sought, no duality,
This is the path—it’s destiny.
No fleeting chance, no misstep here,
Our bond transcends all doubt and fear.

Outro
No mistakes, no final glance,
This is no coincidence, this is our chance.
No do-overs, no last dance,
This must be our enchantment.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
Some songs are about love.
Some songs are about fire.
This one is about both.

"It’s You Boy" is more than just a song—it’s an experience. A journey through desire, devotion, and destiny. A sound that wraps around you like heat, like gravity, like fate itself.

If you’ve ever known a love so inevitable, so undeniable, so powerful it burns through everything— then this song was made for you.

Let it take you.

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It's You Boy Alt

"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.