The Lyrics: "No Asked Opinion"

(Intro)

(Sound of a match striking. Deep, distorted bass hums.)

Yeah. You talking? I didn’t hear a word.

Check the frequency. You’re flat-lining.

I’m over here gliding... you’re just sinking.

(Verse 1)

Born in the rink, yeah, I grew up in the swarm

Had haters in the air since the day that I was born

You’re screaming "Nah, don’t dare," clutching at your chest

While I’m holding the degree, put the license to the test

You judge the surface level, acting like you know the script

But you couldn’t sail the waters where I let my spirit dip

You’re looking blue, looking bitter, looking like a ghost

I’m the diver in the deep—you’re just drowning on the coast.

(Chorus)

I just don’t care—nah, I really don't care

I’ll keep putting all my love back in the air

It’s not because I’m cold, it’s ‘cause I’m built for the chill

I’ve got the grit in my bones and the power in the will

Write your little diss, go ahead and play the part

You’re just a footnote in the story of my heart.

(Verse 2)

You think you know my stories? You don’t know the ink

You’re too busy watching me to even stop and think

I never asked for your opinion, keep the change, keep the talk

I’m the one that’s in the flow—you’re the one that’s gotta walk

Turning my head to the side, I’m a survivor, I’m a pro

Reprogramming the rhythm, watching everything grow

You’re a spectator, honey, stuck behind the glass

I’m the positive glide while you’re coming in last.

(Bridge)

(Beat cuts out, just a heavy kick and a snapping finger)

I’m a diver.

I’m a survivor.

Your words?

Paper thin.

(Beat drops back in twice as heavy)

I win.

(Outro)

(Fading out with a heavy distorted bass)

Yeah... keep writing.

I’ll keep singing.

I just don't care.

(End)