[Start]

[Intro – Slow Piano Hits, Dusty Boom Bap Beat]
Twenty-five years in the weight room of silence,
Benchin' expectations that never paid rent.
(You never asked, huh?)
You only ever took—now I’m takin’ the pen.
Not a heel, not a saviour, not your feel-good friend!

[Drop]

[Verse 1 – Melodic Rap Flow, Raw Tone]
You had me bent into mannequins, propped up with praise,
But all the applause was just camouflage for the cage.
Taught me how to smile while I swallowed the blade,
(Ha!)—good trick, till the laughter turned vague.
I changed clothes, changed tone, changed cadence—
Still I was treated like a vending machine of patience.
You bled me dry and called it "giving back,"
Spit in my face while I cleaned up your act.
The more I won, the more y’all booed—
So I kept pushin' just to prove I could lose too.
I gave you legacy wrapped in sweat,
But y’all just wanted receipts, not respect.
You fed off every sacrifice like vultures on gold,
Clappin’ when I cracked but not when I broke the mould.
(Tell me I’m lyin’)
I announced peace, y’all responded with greed,
“What do we get?” is the gospel you preach.
So here’s your sermon: You get what you earn,
And what you earned is this slow burn!

[Drop]

[Chorus – Hooky Flow, Emphatic Delivery]
I’m done. I’m done tryna be what you need.
I’m done holdin' breath just to help you breathe.
I’m done with the noise, done with the plea—
I'm not your puppet, I’m finally free.
(Dumped. Sincerely, me.)

[Post-Chorus – Whispered Refrain, Melodic Bass]
(You ain't break me)
(You just watched me rebuild)
(I ain't yours now)
(And I never will)

[Interlude – Clean Guitar Plucks, Atmospheric Layer]

[Verse 2 – Confident Flow, Lyrical Precision]
The shame had a zip code—guess where it stayed?
In the mirror I scrubbed but couldn’t ever erase.
You made my story a spectacle, crowd-fed guilt,
Sold my skin in your theatres and claimed you built
The man I became—nah, I raised him alone.
Broke bread with ghosts, but still sat on my throne.
You mocked the climb while I held the rope,
Your silence louder than any “nope.”
I moulded your dreams with bleeding hands,
But you saw me as means to an Instagram.
Yeah, I peeped how quick love turns to disgust—
How cheers rot fast into digital dust.
You called me a brand, not a being—cool.
But now the billboard's fallin' and the silence is truth.
My legacy ain't up for auction or spin,
It’s the ink in my bones, not the suit I’m in.
So don’t quote my wins, you were never with me,
I break up with your echo, not just history!

[Drop]

[Chorus – Hooky Flow, Echo Ad-Libs]
I’m done. I’m done tryna be what you need.
I’m done holdin' breath just to help you breathe.
I’m done with the noise, done with the plea—
I'm not your puppet, I’m finally free.

[Post-Chorus – Dreamy Harmony Over Sparse Drums]
(You ain't break me)
(You just watched me rebuild)
(I ain't yours now)
(And I never will)

[Breakdown – Stripped Beat, 4 Lines]
I ain't yours to dress or display,
Not your silence, not your cliché.
I ain't the hero you halfway made—
I’m the voice that refused to obeyyy!

[Crescendo]

[Big Finish – Aggressive Cadence, Emotional Climax]
I’m done beggin' for love from a crowd with blindfolds.
Done shapeshiftin’ into what I’m told.
I ain’t here for applause or approval—it’s dead.
You’re dumped. This letter’s the end I bleddd!

[Chorus – Final Repeat, Louder Vocal Delivery]
I’m done. I’m done tryna be what you need.
I’m done holdin' breath just to help you breathe.
I’m done with the noise, done with the plea—
I'm not your puppet, I’m finally free.

[Clean Guitar Solo]

[Outro – Clean Guitar Fade, Spacey Ambience]
(Dumped. Sincerely, me.)

[End]