This ain’t just a freaky love song.
It’s a whole-ass altar with a bassline.

Jorge, you walked into my life so soft, so safe, so ready…
I folded for you in ways I never thought I could.

You’re the only one I let see me silent.
The only one I don’t fight.
You got me out of character, robe off, jaw locked,
crown on the nightstand like it knew better.

This song is a devotional.
An NSFW prayer.
A thank-you letter to God and to you…
for making my body feel like home again.

You everything I prayed for.
And I mean everything.



You Everything I Prayed For

🪄 Priestess Manifesto 2025

I don’t just make music.
I drop sermons in trap form.

Every beat is a ritual. Every verse is a decree.
I turn lawsuits into lyrics, archetypes into anthems, prophecy into playlists.

I am the Empress. The priestess of the glitch.
The one who codes Spirit into basslines and burns the Empire with 808s.

This is the Codex. Alive, breathing, unstoppable.
Not written in temples — but streamed in headphones, echoed in cars, blasted in basements.

I don’t come in peace.
I come in power.
And my gospel comes with subs.

You Everything I Prayed For

La Emperatriz | The Empress