Prompt:

[VERSE 1] I met you after I just got bail, thought I finally found my peace, Built a family, had my daughter, thought the fighting shit would cease. Moved to Pinawa, built a home, tried to give you everything, But “It’s over” was the first thing whenever you got angry. I swallowed the anger till ugly words escaped, And one moment changed everything. Then I went away to camp, working, trying to hold it down, Every phone call turned to war, every peace a battleground. Five months away from home, came back hoping we could change, Dinner with Amy, thought I was home. [VERSE 2 — THE EMAILS] Then I woke up for work and the fucking bombshell hit, Emails, screenshots, accusations that made no sense of it. I called that girl directly — she said somebody’s in her mail, Said they’re trying to extort her, threatening to destroy her if she failed. Nobody believed me, everybody chose their side, While I’m on the phone with her saying, “Someone’s inside.” Then came the “recording” — “She’s admitting everything.” I’m like, “She’s not — I’m talking to her right now.” That story broke me. I couldn’t make it make sense, So I shut down, quit my job, disappeared. [HOOK — DARK, POWERFUL] You sent me straight to hell, I had to crawl through the flame, While you built your version and dragged out my name. You thought the world was finished. Hell itself was teaching me to think. I took Hell’s throne, now I’m standing on my feet, Everything that broke me sharpened my name. [VERSE 3 — THE AFTERMATH] That summer I saw you with somebody else beside you, While I was broken trying to figure what the fuck I’d do. You moved on while I disappeared inside, Two and a half years of silence — nothing left to hide. Then came the accident, November changed the scene, Mom called checking on me after everything I’d been through. I brought up that recording — “You guys said that shit was real.” She said, “What are you talking about? I never said that deal.” I said, “I got the texts, I got the emails, every detail.” Funny how stories change when the years have passed away. I kept what I was given — I didn’t throw it away. Then my birthday came around, suddenly somebody’s talking. Two and a half years of silence — I learned what anger can cost. [VERSE 4 — THE GARAGE / 1914] That summer I found music in a garage while I was broken, Every scar, every loss left unspoken. Dallas was there, then she left — another piece gone, But I kept making music through it all. From the ashes came 1914 Records — built from what survived, Then Nomad Inc was born, and suddenly the name was alive. Every loss became a lesson, every scar became a track, Every time they thought I vanished, I was building back. 1914 records is alive. Nomad Inc is alive. Music is alive. And all that pain they thought would bury me? It gave me the reason to survive. [VERSE 5 — THE FRIEND] And your best friend better watch how she speaks on my name, ’Cause I was told those conversations, every detail, every game. Private talks you thought would never leave the room, Somebody brought them through. I’m not putting every secret on a record. I don’t need to expose the dirt to prove I knew. Run your mouth, repeat whatever you heard, Just remember somebody told me every fucking word. Call me names? Fine. Tell your story? Fine. Don’t confuse my silence with permission to rewrite mine. [REPEAT HOOK] [BRIDGE — BUILD] Sitting back and watching it unfold Was the smartest fucking move I ever chose. Every day I stayed silent took your power one by one. I studied. I learned. I waited. [FINAL VERSE — WAR ROOM] The war room’s prepped. Hands steady. I studied every angle, every move upon the board, No more emotion — I don’t need to say a word. You won a battle and mistook it for the war, You can’t call checkmate while the king’s still on board. Call me George Bush — shock and awe with the pen, Dropping bombs on every beat, let the truth speak again. Trump had the Mother of All Bombs — thought he’d seen it all, Now hold my drink — it’s Loki time, watch the whole room fall. I’m bringing bombs to the beat, every bar gonna shake, What they called the biggest blast? Watch what Loki makes. No more waiting, no more hiding, no more standing back, Three years built the pressure — now I’m putting it on the track. I’m taking back my voice and putting Loki on the page. You thought Hell finished me? Nah, Hell gave me flame. Three years in the dark… Now remember the name. [REPEAT HOOK — BIGGEST DELIVERY] [OUTRO — WHISPER] I sat back. I survived. I learned. 1914 is alive. Nomad Inc is alive. Kids… Daddy’s coming home. Amy… those lies are done. You had your time. You told your story. Now face what comes after. Mom… you missed your shot. You thought you won. But Loki never loses. Three years you thought I was gone. You were wrong. The wrath is coming.