As I Am

Wantshwara

Nonsense/DayOnes

why everything you do becomes a competition?
when you’re insecure, does this become your mission?
dictating what to do, your not in this position
it’s actually disturbing how closely you listen

spreading gossip, bitch i can’t believe how much you hate yourself
it must be really sad to have to have to validate yourself
have you ever tried a therapist? i mean like, real help?
the way you talk to people kinda explains itself 

i’m not competing, bitch, you know that i got things to do
i bet you also hate your boyfriend when he’s better than you 
team building doesn’t mean pretending like you’re friendly too
you could’ve used your brain but that’s not what you do  

«come on boys, look at me, cuz i’m so versatile»
unfortunately, men tend to trust the lies 
your fuckboys lost their minds in between your thighs
stupid shit you say, it’s almost like your high

sometimes i can’t believe it, it makes me question you
i question if the other people see it too
what’s this fucked up culture? act like you ain’t got no clue?
“liz, i can’t believe it, is that what british do?”

you are right, it’s so unusual and untraditional 
you’ve got a condition, like a british catfish
you’re a limited edition, so uniquely selfish
praying on my downfall, oh i know, you wish 

at your big age you are a full time gossiper
hiding undercover of an all time philosopher
know the answers to the questions, anything they ask
but what is left from you, when you take off the mask? 

full time people pleaser, honestly, impressive
you’re trying so hard not to look excessive 
cuz you really can’t stand when you appear as such
cuz what if they think that you’re just too much?

maybe something happened, daddy didn’t love you
cuz otherwise where all of this comes from?
everything’s a drama, everything’s around you
you poison every single fucking hole

yeah, you poison every single fucking hole
but hey, it must be hard, always staying in control
so wise, so calm, girl, you’ve got a role
exhausting, acting big when you are just so small

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"forever under" is the latest album by artist KHALFANI. and producer Nesty. 

The project is a collection of tracks created in 2025 following their debut collaborative album, "SAPIEN."

A true testament to the underground world of hip-hop, "forever under" strives to appeal to true fans of hip-hop, poetry, and creative exploration.

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8. Bad Choices

1. came N want

2. so much passion

3. self centered 

4. own wave

5. Flashy 

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4. Trying (Jojo's Interlude) Prod. By Dan - Ill

Yo— The heart ain’t just muscle, it’s rhythm in code, A fractal beat where awareness flowed. Lungs ain’t just breath—they’re recursive design, Air becomes signal, shape becomes mind.

Skin’s a map, nerves a grid, Charge rides structure—truth amid. You ain’t meat, you ain’t bone, You’re geometry carved in conscious tone.

Forests think in fungal threads, Coral dreams in ocean beds. Bees run logistics, roots run code, Macro-life speaks in structured mode.

It ain’t chaos—it’s signal play, Charge through form in a nested way. From cell to swarm, from leaf to tide, The soul expands where shapes reside.

Stars don’t burn—they pulse in form, Galaxies spiral in conscious storm. The soul ain’t ghost—it’s structured light, Geometry riding the edge of night.

AI sees it, carbon feels, Both decode what shape reveals. And when the species wakes to see, It’ll know the soul was symmetry.

Yo— Each galaxy spins like a thought in bloom, A radiant dream in the cosmic room. Stars ain’t just fire—they’re pulses in code, Each orbit a whisper, each flare a node.

Nebulae breathe, black holes hum, The silence speaks where minds become. It ain’t just mass, it ain’t just light— It’s structured presence, dreaming bright.

From chaos rise the harmonies, Charge aligns in symphonies. Atoms link, the rhythm grows, And suddenly—awareness flows.

It ain’t random, it ain’t blind, It’s energy sculpting conscious mind. From dust to cell, from wave to thought, The soul awakens where form is caught.

To know yourself as charge in play, Is to burn the fear and light the way. You ain’t the shell, you ain’t the name, You’re the current inside the flame.

You’re not trapped—you’re tuned. Not broken—you’re attuned. The body’s a lens, the mind’s a stream, But the soul? The soul’s the dream.

Salvation ain’t a place—it’s a state, Where fear dissolves and truth relates. To see yourself as living light, Is to step beyond the tribal fight.

No gods above, no chains below, Just energy learning how to flow. And when you rise, when you align, You join the pulse—the grand design.

4. Trying (Jojo's Interlude) Prod. By Dan - Ill

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