Love Compass

Backseat Daydreams

Only When Its Midnight

Glass Ceiling

A tribute to Lori Gomes. My friend in my ear as she makes the room sound like serenity. Find her at https://www.lorigomes.com/

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From the ashes of the block to the rooftop of redemption — Trap Odyssey is a raw, unflinching journey through the streets, scars, and salvation. Heavy with truth, pulsing with pain, and cut through with hope, this track fuses poetic grit with a fight for light. It’s the alleyway prayer and the rooftop hallelujah.


Trap Odyssey

"Pack Light" is all about releasing what no longer serves you pushing past pain, cluttered energy, heavy burdens and stepping into a lighter, freer version of yourself. Inspired by the Most High and rooted in self-LOVE, Pack Light blends smooth R&B vibes with a touch of neo-soul, creating the perfect soundtrack for healing, meditation, and late-night reflection.

Close your eyes, light some incense y'all, and let the rhythm remind you: life feels better when you carry less.

✨ If you’re ready to let go, hit play, drop a comment, and share this song with someone who needs the reminder to pack light.

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Pack Light

Swung soul groove, jazzy glow, horns glide through 


Stumbled Into You

Streetlights bleeding through the rain-streaked glass
Another Tuesday fades into the past
You paint your promises in shades of grey
Beautiful mirage that fades... away

Dancing on a floor of fractured trust
Our faded masterpiece turning into dust

This is our velvet goodbye - silent, sweet decay
No screaming words, just watching colors drain away
Final sip of wine, neon-haunted room
Chasing ghosts of forgotten blooms
Velvet goodbye - softest, sharpest pain
Beautiful ending in the pouring rain

I trace the silence hanging in the air
The ghost of laughter that we used to share
Midnight drives and stolen time - perfect crime
Now the echo's all that's left to hold
Story that's already growing cold

This is our velvet goodbye - (mmm) silent, sweet decay
No screaming words, just watching colors drain (fade) away
Final sip of wine, neon-haunted room (haunted room)
Chasing ghosts of forgotten blooms
Velvet goodbye - softest, sharpest pain (oh, the pain)
Beautiful ending in the pouring rain (rain, rain)

In the rain...
In the rain...
Velvet... velvet...

Mmm... goodbye...
Fading, fading away
Velvet...

Rain Tapes

Woke up this mooorninnnn’, sun refused to shine,
Yeah, my baby gone, and the fault was mine.
Coffee’s cold, guitar’s outta tune,
Lonely rhythm playin’ in a dusty room.

I got rust on my sooooouuuul, cracks in my shoes,
Carryin’ the weigghhht of them midnight blues.
Love done left me, time don’t choose,
I keep singin’, singin’ these highway blues.

The radio’s hummin’ some old 45,
Every note remind me, she kept me alive.
Ashtray’s full, but my heart still burns,
Ain’t no road back, just lessons learned.

I got rust on my sooooouuuul, cracks in my shoes,
Carryin’ the weigghhht of them midnight blues.
Love done left me, time don’t choose,
I keep singin’, singin’ these highway blues.

Lord, the years roll heavy,
Like a freight train down the line.
Dreams turn to ashes,
But the blues still keep me alive.

My hands are blistered, strings cut deep,
Every note’s a secret I couldn’t keep.
If tomorrow don’t find me, at least I know,
The blues took my pain, but they saved my soul.

"But Lord… these blues, they been heavy on me."

"Mmm… set him free…"

"Rust on my soul, cracks in my shoes,
Still I walk with faith, and I pay my dues."

"Oh, carry him through… hallelujah!"

"Took my sorrow, turned it into song…
Now I know, Lord, I’m where I belong."

"Where he belong! / Hallelujah strong!"

"Rust on my soul… but the Spirit keeps me true."

I got rust on my sooooouuuul, cracks in my shoes,
Carryin’ the weigghhht of them midnight blues.
Love done left me, time don’t choose,
I keep singin’, singin’ these highway blues.

Rust on My Soul

A cosmic love story written in gravity. “When Galaxies Collide” shifts the album into grand motion, blending smooth G-Funk bounce with cinematic trap textures. The verses tell of the Milky Way and Andromeda’s destined embrace, a slow dance that fractures time itself. Male storytelling rap carries the narrative while female harmonies soften the edges, creating a call-and-response between matter and spirit. The hook lands like prophecy: collisions aren’t explosions, they’re transformations. This is not the end, but the merging of worlds, two spirals touching, bending memory, birthing a new design.

Glass Ceiling

Matthew David

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