Got teeth in the silence

A dark pop confession about love that hurts good — smooth, toxic, and impossible to quit.

Velvet Hit

The track was released to make people pay attention to their feelings and realize that any kind of jealousy is destructive

JEALOUSY

Immerse yourself in the sultry, hypnotic rhythm of Toxic Heat. This indie R&B track explores the fiery intensity of a toxic relationship, where love and pain collide. With mesmerizing repeats and an empowering message, it echoes the struggle to break free from toxicity. The deep 808 bass and slow tempo create a powerful atmosphere, pulling you deeper into the emotional storm. It’s time to reclaim your power and let the heat fade away. #IndieR&hhypnoticB #ToxicRelationship #EmpowermentMusic #HypnoticVibes #808Bass #SlowTempo #EmotionalMusic #SelfEmpowerment #RnbVibes #BreakFree



Toxic Heat

wish i could go home

Not my problem.

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[Intro]
(Whispered pages in the dark,)
(Your silhouette ignites a spark,)
(Echoes of a time uncharted,)
(Where every heartbeat left me startled.)

[Verse 1]
First lesson: how your fingertips traced
Soft constellations on my back in place,
Pencil drops and hiding in between,
The stolen glances no one’s seen.
Nostalgia drips like honeyed ink,
Your breath so close it made me sink,
In that desk we wrote our secret vow,
To learn the sweetness of the here and now.

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

[Verse 2]
Second lesson: mapping every kiss,
Tracing hunger down your spine’s abyss,
Late-night lectures in candle’s glow,
Our pulses racing, ebb and flow.
Fingers drifting in forbidden text,
Your whispered moans my greatest test,
Calculus of pleasure, raw and true,
We solved equations made for two.

[Hook]
Flashbacks of heat beneath the sheets,
When time stood still between heartbeats,
Charting stars of skin and sighs,
We graduated where heaven lies.

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

[Outro]
(Now I carry every whispered word,)
(The sweetest lessons I have heard,)
(In every touch, I feel you near—)
(My eternal class in lust and fear.)

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

Love lessons

Pain

Buried

“No peace talks. No apologies. Just body bags and bars.”

Willa returns with her most ruthless project yet—Beat Killer 3, a cinematic bloodbath of a mixtape that doesn’t just raise the bar, it buries it. This isn’t a collection of songs—it’s a series of executions. Every verse is a closed casket. Every beat is a battlefield. No hooks for comfort. No features for clout. Just raw precision, mythic presence, and lyrical warfare.

I Came To Burn It Down

I want what's best for music

MUsIc  °  PRODUcER  °  ARTIsT
(songwriter, ghostwriter, beginning music producer)

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