🔻 Song Insight – "Trigger" by 4Me2BeFree
"Trigger" is a confession carved in rhythm — a journal entry sung aloud, where survival meets sound. It captures the quiet war inside someone who's forced to carry someone else's chaos, constantly biting their tongue, walking on eggshells, and sacrificing peace for the illusion of home. With emotionally raw verses and a hook that bleeds defiance, the track explores the moment where expression becomes self-defense — where the pen replaces the weapon.

The production leans into a melancholic melodic-rap style with ambient piano, slow 808-driven beats, and emotionally expressive sing-rap vocals. The sound mirrors the mental spiral of someone trying to hold it together while unraveling inside — the music aches where the words break. It’s an anthem for anyone who's been blamed for someone else's trauma, who had to choose between staying silent or writing their truth.

🔻 Personal Reflection
This song hurt to write.

"Trigger" was born in a moment where I realized I wasn’t being heard—I was being handled. I kept trying to express myself gently, hoping love would meet me halfway, but it never did. I was treated like a live wire, like my truth was dangerous. So I wrote it down instead—because putting it on the page was safer than saying it out loud.

Every line in this song is a step through that emotional minefield—trying to be seen without being blamed, trying to speak without starting another fight. The pen became the only place I could process it all without backlash. Writing was my way out, even if I never walked away physically.

"Trigger" is what happens when silence gets too loud and the only way to survive is to sing the thing that could destroy you.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
"Trigger" embodies the heart of what 4Me2BeFree stands for: turning pain into poetry, chaos into cinema, and trauma into truth. We don't write songs to entertain—we write to exhale. Every track is a scene from a life not fully processed until it's turned into melody. This is music for people who feel too much, too often, too deeply—and still keep showing up.

We transform scars into soundtracks. And if you're carrying something heavy... this one's for you.

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Trigger

🎧 Song Insight: “Fractured Amber”
by 4Me2BeFree

“Fractured Amber” is not a love song in the way people might assume. It’s not about someone else—it’s about the man I was. The younger version of me who once moved through life trying to hold things together with borrowed truths and fractured clarity.

This track is a deeply introspective journey—told from the outside looking in, through the lens of a later, wiser self. It’s me stepping outside my former thoughts, reexamining what I felt then, and acknowledging how those moments shaped who I am now.

Each verse is a timestamp in emotional evolution. The lyrics reflect not only the internal war between staying and leaving, but also the quiet disconnection that happens when you stop recognizing the person you’ve been. There’s grief in that—grief for who you tried to be, for the stories you clung to, and for the illusions you finally had to walk away from.

“Fractured Amber” captures the stillness after the storm. The realization that some loops aren’t just broken—they were never yours to begin with. It’s the sound of a man remembering the boy he used to be, with compassion, sorrow, and clarity.

This isn’t closure.
It’s perspective.
And sometimes, that’s louder than any goodbye.

Fractured Amber

🔻 Song Insight
“Tolerated” is a truth grenade disguised as a spoken-rap performance piece. Blending confrontation with vulnerability, the track dives deep into the emotional violence of being merely “accepted” rather than truly seen. It calls out performative allyship, social double standards, and the quiet cruelty of conditional love. With sharp lyrics and theatrical harmonies, it exposes how tolerance, when masquerading as support, can feel like a muzzle rather than a hand to hold.

The track’s layered structure — shifting between lo-fi filtered quotes, direct spoken truths, and En Vogue-style harmony breakdowns — mirrors the internal split so many queer people experience: one side shown to the world, the other buried under the weight of others' comfort. “Tolerated” doesn’t ask for understanding. It demands recognition.

🔻 Lyrics
Intro
You say you see me, but don’t get my ways.
Say it’s "tolerated"—'cause I don’t act that gay.
You think that makes you woke? You think that makes you okay?

Verse 1
"I can’t watch that—it’s about two guys. Eww."
What, you think we’re contagious? Like love’s a disease?
Relax, it’s not a scratch-and-sniff video scene.
We won’t rub off or rub on—don’t flinch when I touch your arm.
Just ‘cause I’m gay don’t mean every man’s my type—
Get over yourself, you're not that fine.
Don’t act confused like you’re the victim.
Pushback gets loud, but your silence is the real affliction.

Hook
Tolerance sounds kind...
But it’s got conditions you don’t define.
It says: “I’ll let you be—just don’t make me see.”
That's not love. That’s sanitized cruelty.

Verse 2
"You can sit by me… as long as you're alone."
"Just tone it down, pretend, don't make it known."
That ain’t support—that’s a closeted leash.
You call it freedom, but you're holding the keys.
You hype up lesbians, call it hot,
But flinch at two dudes kissing? That’s your rot.
You lost the plot—
Love is love, and you’re stuck in the knots.

Interlude – Vocal Breakdown
He like dudes.
—And he don’t hide it.
He like d*ck.
You tried to deny it.
He even like the scent of his pits.
Ooh, that man’s legit.
He likes when he’s dressed...
He likes the way they have sex.
He loves his chest, he loves his heart...
He loves his man—every part.

Bridge
You say you see him?
No—you see the parts that fit your frame.
That ain't love—no, that’s just shame...

Build-Up
He tolerates you—
Your unplugged views.
He tolerates the slurs you slide into.
He tolerates the cracks in your ‘jokes’—
He shrugs it off…
But don’t mean he's blind to the smoke.

Climax
Tolerance is a cover-up cloak...
It’s a handshake with a side of choke.
It’s bigotry in a satin robe...
A word that smiles while it says ‘no.’
Get your sh*t straight.

Spoken Bridge
Open hearts, open minds—
That’s the only freedom worth finding.
To love someone’s soul,
Not the packaging that’s assigned them.

🔻 Personal Reflection
There was a time when I felt grateful to be “tolerated.” Like being allowed to exist quietly was a win. But that was never freedom — it was survival. “Tolerated” was born from the realization that silence is not kindness, and invisibility is not safety.

I’ve heard the side comments. I’ve seen the discomfort when I speak freely. I’ve watched people cheer on queer pride from a distance — as long as it didn’t cross into their space, their family, their comfort zone. That subtle exclusion? It leaves marks.

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Tolerated (Explicit)

🔻 Song Insight
“This Ain’t About You” isn’t a diss track. It’s not a revenge anthem. It’s a declaration of independence. This is the sound of emotional eviction—of clearing out the space where hurt used to live and choosing self over storylines that were never real. With gritty alt-rock guitars, psychedelic flair, and raw, unfiltered vocals, the song captures that rare moment when someone realizes… they’ve truly moved on.

No more writing lyrics to process the pain. No more dreaming about closure. No more trying to make sense of what never made sense. “This Ain’t About You” is the final chapter—and it’s not even about him. It’s about freedom.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
[Instrumental],[Guitar-Scratch,Distorted-Riff]

[Verse 1]
"You probably think this song’s about you—
Truth is, it’s got nothing to do.
This is my song, my ride, my pride,
My voice, no longer occupied."

[Verse 2]
"Used to cry locked up inside,
Repulsed by dreams I once designed.
My mind's no cell, no place to stay—
You’ve been evicted, tossed away."

[Chorus]
"This ain't about you—
It's about me,
The soul you never took the time to see.
This is the life you’ll never live,
This is the love you’ll never give."

[Verse 3]
"Once I dreamed a life with you by my side,
But all you offered were the same old lies.
Now I breathe a different air—
You can't haunt a heart that doesn’t care."

[Bridge]
"I tried to write one final line,
A closing song, a last goodbye—
But nothing came—
‘Cause nothing’s there.
My heart’s moved on, there’s nothing left!"

[Chorus Repeat]
"This ain't about you—
It’s about me,
A life rebuilt from broken dreams.
This is the truth you’ll never find,
A love that burns, not bleeds me dry."

[Outro]
"This is me—
Breaking free,
Finding hope where pain used to be.
This is me—
Living loud,
With love that lifts me off the ground."

🔻 Personal Reflection
This one’s different.
I sat down thinking I might write one last song about him, but the words wouldn’t come—not in the old way. There was no sadness, no anger, no yearning… just nothing. And that silence said more than any lyric ever could.

I’ve written through heartbreak. I’ve processed lies, illusions, the ache of wanting to be seen. But this time, I wasn’t writing to be heard. I was writing to reclaim space. My mind, my voice, my creativity—it doesn’t belong to the past anymore.

“This Ain’t About You” is the first time I’ve written about him without it being about him. It’s about me. Who I am after. The messy parts, the growth, the quiet relief of finally being free.

It’s not closure—it’s evolution.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
As 4Me2BeFree, every track we release is built from the wreckage and the resurrection of lived experience. We don’t write fairy tales. We write truths—even the uncomfortable ones. Our mission is to turn real emotions into immersive, cinematic moments that listeners can step into and feel.

“This Ain’t About You” fits that vision perfectly: defiant, emotionally raw, and steeped in authenticity. It’s the anthem for anyone who’s walked away from something that once defined them and realized… they never needed it to begin with.

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This Ain’t About You

🔻 Song Insight – “Evil, Evil, Drifting Away”
There are songs that scream with pain, and there are songs that smolder with it—slow-burning truths that rise from the ashes of what was. “Evil, Evil, Drifting Away” is one of those songs.

Originally written during a time of betrayal, this track has been reborn through a blues-acoustic lens, letting the emotional weight breathe between every slide of the guitar. It’s not just a breakup song—it’s a confession, a reckoning, and a final letting go.

The lyrics unravel the manipulation and emotional decay of a toxic relationship, told from someone who once loved blindly but now sees with sharp clarity. As the verses unfold, the song moves from grief to strength—from being used to reclaiming power. This new version trades rage for reflection, turning heartbreak into a cinematic testimony of self-worth.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Sung]
"The levels of betrayal run deeper,
Stolen hope in the life we live and the life after,
Cold-hearted evil is all he was made of,
No soul to take with him."

[Verse 1 – Rap-Fusion]
"I’m feeling enraged with emotions,
Hope can't live on any plane,
A man I loved was nothing but lies,
I can’t see him even when I die.
Evil, evil, drifting away,
Red blood pumping in my veins,
Remember things you’d say,
My eyes locked in, a precision scope.
I feel my heart decay,
Rising faster as you get closer,
The lies you told me,
A twisted way, not thinking,
Stealing memories along the way."

[Chorus – Sung]
"We were real to me,
More than just a passing fling,
I gave you a part of who I was,
Something you couldn't see,
Despite all your messed-up ways,
I loved you anyway."

[Verse 2 – Rap-Fusion]
"You stole the show when you broke the truth,
A lie, a performance, nothing but proof.
An act to make them pay,
Money’s all this ever was, no love in play.
I was just a prop for your display,
A nine-year stretch for your payday.
I fucked up, slowly stepping aside,
Blurry vision blocking my way.
Thought about this moment and what I’d say,
But now words are not coming, I just want you to pay."

[Bridge – Sung]
"You don’t get to take a bow,
No ovation, no flowers now,
You’re buried six feet under,
Beneath the lies where no truth is found."

[Verse 3 – Rap-Fusion]
"I walked away with nothing I could say,
Not worth the time or risking the dead-end way.
A stranger you are, always a mistake,
Fucked up, unhinged, nine years of roleplay.
Never trust a man that lies,
Unless he’s dead and buried alive.
It’s the only truth he tells in the end,
No more lies, no more pretend."

[Chorus – Sung]
"My music set me free,
It was always his loss to see,
Killing his muse was his last show,
Now he’s gone, but I’ll grow."

[Outro – Spoken-Sung]
"He’ll have no part of me, no big, no small,
He’s dead to me now, gone after all.
I’m free to love another, this time for real,
No more lies, no more deals.
This is the last—no more pain,
I'm free to rise, to love again."

🔻 Personal Reflection
When I first wrote this, I wasn’t ready to see the full truth. The song was raw, yes—but it was born from the chaos, not the clarity. I didn’t remember all the words until now. Back then, Suno was new, and so was my ability to say what I really felt.


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Evil, Evil, Drifting Away (Explicit)

🎧 "I'm Not Done" – by 4Me2BeFree
🔻 Song Insight
“I'm Not Done” is a slow-burning breakup anthem wrapped in grit, truth, and emotional rebellion. It’s the unraveling of a luxury-wrapped lie—the kind of relationship that looked perfect from the outside, but inside, was transactional, manipulative, and hollow. The lyrics unfold like a cinematic confession, exposing the moment when love stopped being love and became leverage.

Over melancholic guitars and deep, driving drums, the narrator reclaims their power with brutal honesty: "I sold the ring for jack / just enough to buy me back." What begins as quiet heartbreak swells into a full-throated declaration of survival. It’s not just about the betrayal—it’s about what you're willing to walk away from to save yourself.

This is a song for anyone who’s ever been loved conditionally, bought off with gifts, or made to feel like their pain was part of a deal. It’s a toast to letting go, reclaiming dignity, and saying, "I’m not done—even if we are."

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro],[Solo]
All I wanted was you
But you played me like a cheap move
Love wrapped in diamonds, a disguise
Now I’m a price
And you're too high

[Verse 1],[Solo]
You set the scene like a film
The beach, The Ritz, the ring
Said “forever” with a smirk
But I could feel the strings
You wanted control, not love
Just someone you could keep
Your love was just a deal
And I’m not that cheap
I’m not for sale

[Pre-Chorus],[Solo]
Dropped the cash
Made a vow
Just to throw it in my face somehow

[Chorus],[Solo]
I sold the ring for jack
Just enough to buy me back
You called it love, but it was a trap
At least I can toast to that
You can’t buy me to stay
It was a whore you wanted anyway

[Verse 2],[Solo]
Tropical skies, fake paradise
Dinner for two under broken light
You said it was for us
But I saw it in your eyes
This wasn’t a gift
It was leverage in disguise

[Pre-Chorus]
Said you'd change
Said you cared
But the cost was more than I could bear

[Chorus]
I sold the ring for jack
Just enough to buy me back
You called it love, but it was a trap
At least I can toast to that
You can’t buy me to stay
It was a whore you wanted anyway

[Bridge],[Spoken or Whispered]
You can buy a dog
Train it to obey
But I’m not your BITCH
And I don’t play
You said I had no choice
You said I owed you that day
But love isn’t debt
And I never said I'd stay

[Final Chorus],[Solo]
I sold the ring for jack
Just enough to buy me back
You called it love, but it was a trap
At least I can toast to that
You can’t buy me to stay
It was a whore you wanted anyway

[Refrain]
You can’t buy me
It was a whore you wanted
You called it love
It was a trap

[Outro:Extended]
Now you wear the shame
And I keep the peace
You were never the one
Just the receipt

🔻 Personal Reflection
This song didn’t come from a writing session. It came from a real moment, sitting alone with a glass of Jack in my hand and the emotional receipt of everything I had just walked away from. The beach, the ring, the money—it was all theater. But when I looked at the silence that followed, I realized: None of it was real. Only my pain was.

I wrote this track as a way of unfreezing the truth—because when someone wraps their control in “love,” you start to question your own worth. But this song helped me remember: I was never for sale. No matter how shiny the gesture or extravagant the apology, if love has a price, it isn’t love.

Selling the ring wasn’t petty—it was liberation. And that glass of Jack? That was my toast to the part of me that survived. Because I’m not done.

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I'm Not Done (Explicit)

🎧 "4 Feet Away" – by 4Me2BeFree
🔻 Song Insight
“4 Feet Away” is a cinematic confrontation set to music—a raw conversation captured in verse, as suspicion turns into confirmation and silence becomes a scream. The track unravels a relationship cloaked in deception, where every excuse is met with truth, and every denial sounds more like an admission.

Built around the literal idea of proximity—someone being “4 feet away” on an 

Layered with tension, the back-and-forth between Voice 1 and Voice 2 mimics real conversations in toxic relationships—the deflection, the gaslighting, the desperate justifications. But in the end, Voice 1 walks away not just with clarity, but with the last word.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro],[Voice 1]
Another phone down. What can I say?
Same damn story, just a new throwaway.
You say it ain’t my business? Cool, take the ring.
If you can’t read the signs, he’s doing his thing. Guaranteed.

[Verse 1],[Voice 1]
I wasn’t born yesterday—nah, I just played blind.
This was my mistake, one more waste of time.
I should’ve never said yes, no matter the cost,
Just a moment of weakness, now I’m the one lost.
When men cheat, we serve time, like we did the crime.
But they walk away clean, still lying line by line.

[Pre-Chorus],[Voice 1]
Cash can’t cover what love won’t protect,
You buy their silence, then fake the respect.

[Chorus],[Voice 1]
Another phone down, another lie hits the ground.
Four feet away, and your “game” got found.
[Voice 2]
"Oh babe, it’s not what it seems"
[Voice 1]
Yeah, right. You forgot the room key?
I see through the night.
Another phone down, another truth set free.
This time the lie ain’t breaking me.

[Verse 2],[Voice 2]
"That sound? It’s a game."
[Voice 1]
Nah, it’s Jack on the map.
[Voice 2]
"No babe, I don’t have that app."
[Voice 1]
Then why does it ping, why’s he four feet away?
And now you pretending you forgot what to say?
[Voice 2]
"He’s just a friend,"
[Voice 1]
Cool—Joe now, huh?
Changing names like shirts, just to keep it made-up.
Your face says sorry, but your phone says more.
This ain’t love—it’s a goddamn store.

[Verse 3],[Voice 1]
You married the scam, thought you were the man,
Buying silence with followers that don’t give a damn.
Candy for rats, it’s attraction to fake,
A mask with a filter, just more heartbreak.

It’s hand over heart, but your hand hits the ground,
I’m losing control, but I’m not backing down.
Say his name in the next room? I’m not okay.
This is me when I lose all control, no delay.

[Bridge],[Voice 2],[Glitchy,Detached-Tone]
"Oh that app? It’s just for fun. I didn’t do that."
[Voice 1]
"It has you thanking him for a nice night."
[Voice 2]
"Oh that? It’s just roleplay, baby."
[Voice 1]
"He said he forgot the key, needs you to open the door."

[Breakdown],[Voice 1],[Spoken,Raw]
If I said it wasn’t true, that’d be a lie.
Just like every damn excuse you tried to hide.
Another phone down, nothing more to prove.
This time I know what the hell to do.

[Final Chorus],[Voice 1]
Another phone down, another lie hits the ground.
Four feet away, and your “game” got found.
[Voice 2]
"Oh babe, it’s not what it seems"
[Voice 1]
Yeah, right. You forgot the room key?
I see through the night.
Another phone down, another truth set free.
This time the lie ain’t breaking me.

[Refrain],[Voice 1]
You can’t buy me
It was a whore you wanted
You called it love
It was a trap

[Outro],[Voice 1]
Oh yeah... leave his ass.
That’s what you do.
'Cause another phone down,
Don’t mean it’s the end of you.



The ring, the dinner, the birthday trip—it was all a cover. A distraction. An attempt to rebrand betrayal as love. But a phone pinged 4 feet away. And that was it. I saw the lie. I heard the truth. I felt everything I had ignored.

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4 Feet Away (Explicit)

I like Juice WRLD and I wanted to give this a shot to see if I could write his style. It's not as good for sure but I had a good time doing it. A flash back to a world I am happy to no longer live in. 

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Pins & Needles (Explicit)

I like Juice WRLD and I wanted to give this a shot to see if I could write his style. It's not as good for sure but I had a good time doing it. A flash back to a world I am happy to no longer live in.

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Pins & Needles Alt (Explicit)

Memories Skip (Explicit)

"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.

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