Super vibey, matches today’s trending sound perfectly

Clean production, you’ve clearly mastered your craft

Addictive hook, playing this on loop already

This deserves recognition, too good to ignore

Prodigal Son is a collision of metal and hip-hop—chaotic, honest, and born from the fallout of bad decisions. It’s about what happens after the damage is done—when you’re forced to face yourself and claw your way back. These tracks aren’t about being perfect; they’re about transformation that hurts, a return to something real. Every verse, every scream, every distortion is a piece of that process. This is the soundtrack to coming home—not to comfort, but to clarity.


Lyrics

When I spit the most intricate lyric wizard shit 
I’m seriously cold like an Antarctic winter blizzard gets 
I can kick em and shred it up into a little bits
Even cinnamon twists isn’t as sweet as this
Rockstar livin is sick if you ain’t a little bitch
I’ve been living on edge since I was a little kid
Vigilant as a native when he stepped off the rez
And I’m standing and screaming
So listen fuck the feds
Bitch, I’m more than a menace
I am the venom
Identical
Nah I’ve never been
I’ve just been one to tell em
I’m iller than salmonella
That’s cooking up off the chicken
And tendencies of a killer
We knew that since the beginning
Honestly, I’ve been just trying to tour
Worldwide, where bitches say bonjour
Hola Papi
And Arigato
Around the damn globe
I’m down so let’s go


It’s all about that rockstar life for me flying high through the night. I can’t sleep.

Gold chains
Cocaine
OK
All day

It’s all about that rockstar life for me the open Road and no home is all I see 

No way 
Won’t change 
Let’s bring it back to my old ways 


What do you think I’m done bitch?
I’m coming back with the vengeance
Here to step on the heads of these pussies
While they bite the pavement
Save it
Keep that shit to yourself
Trying to follow in my footsteps will put your life right on a shelf
Started back in the flats
To flipping these packs
Genre bending in fact
You probably think this shit is fucking trash
BLEGH 
All I’m really doing
Is taking it back
To where I started
When I was blowing smack off my bitch bitches ass crack
Rockstar life, bitch
Hit the road with me
Fucking bitches
While their man is pissed
She said she never rode a dick like this
Shit, I’ll drive a bitch nuts
But to me, you ain’t shit 
It’s just another day 
Head still up in the clouds 
I can’t hear what you say 
A complete 18 saying lines full of a whole bunch of nothing 
And I’m still better than you 
Ain’t that something? 

It’s all about that rockstar life for me flying high through the night. I can’t sleep.

Gold chains
Cocaine
OK
All day

It’s all about that rockstar life for me the open Road and no home is all I see 

No way 
Won’t change 
Let’s bring it back to my old ways 

LETS
TAKE
IT BACK 
TO 
WHERE WE 
STARTED 
LETS BRING IT BACK TO MY OLD WAYS

{Solo}

Prodigal Son

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