Hands Off My Mind

This track is a middle finger to performative patriotism, political theater, and the idea that you need a god, a party, or a boss to tell you how to live. It’s about staying human without needing heaven as a leash, calling out fear-based control (media, money, cops, parties, preachers), and choosing personal responsibility over obedience. The “Satanic” edge here isn’t worship, it’s symbolism: think for yourself, question everything, and don’t let anyone sell you morality with threats. Sonically it’s wicked clown chaos smashed into grimy dark-trap, with big hooks, turntable cuts, and a heavy drop meant for blowing out speakers and bad ideas at the same time. LYRICS: INTRO] They want me quiet, compliant, taxable, and scared. I’m none of that. [HOOK] No gods, no kings, no leash on my throat, I light up the dark where the liars wrote. Red white blue, same scam, new coat, I don’t vote for chains, I cut the rope. Fuck your “safety,” fuck your “order,” I see the racket at the border. They sell fear like holy water, I drink smoke and spit raw mortar. [VERSE] News got a muzzle, school got a script, Work got a cage and they call it “grit.” Smile for the camera, beg for the raise, Pray to the boss like he’s saving your days. I’m atheist loud, no halo to rent, No sky-daddy debt, no sins I repent. If Satan’s a symbol for “think for yourself,” Then pass me the match, I’ll burn the bullshit shelf. They tax your breath, then fine your smoke, Print more pain when the markets choke. Two parties, one fist, same fucking glove, They hate the poor and auction love. I don’t want crowns..... I don’t want thrones..... I want minds free..... I want backbones..... So when they say “behave,” I grin like a threat, Cause I’m the consequence they can’t collect. [DROP] No gods (stop) no masters (stop) No gods (stop) no masters (stop) [HOOK] No gods, no kings, no leash on my throat, I light up the dark where the liars wrote. Red white blue, same scam, new coat, I don’t vote for chains, I cut the rope. If hell’s just truth with the mask ripped off, Then I’m at the gate and I’m laughing soft. They want my soul? I never bought, I keep my fire..... .....that’s all I’ve got. [VERSE 2] Cops want respect, politicians want claps, Preachers want tithes, and the rich want maps To your last dollar, your last calm breath, They monetize panic, they profit off death. I’m not your soldier, not your pawn, I’m the stormlight before the dawn. I don’t need heaven to act like I care, I help my people cause life’s right here. My morals don’t come with a threat of flames, I don’t behave for a promised name. I’m chaos with a code, I’m blunt with the truth, I’m peace when it’s earned, I’m teeth in a booth. Try to label me “evil,” I’ll wear it clean, Cause your “good” got bodies you never seen. So keep your flags, keep your fake-ass prayers, I’ll keep my mind and my middle fingers in the air!!! [BRIDGE] I don’t worship the dark… I weaponize it. I don’t kneel… I notice. I don’t follow… I fucking decide. [FINAL HOOK] No gods, no kings, no leash on my throat, I light up the dark where the liars wrote. Red white blue, same scam, new coat, I don’t vote for chains, I cut the rope. Hands off my mind, hands off my life, I’m done being calm in a burning world. No gods, no kings, no master’s knife, I’m the spark and the laugh and the feral curl. [OUTRO] If your system needs my fear to run..... .....Then it deserves to die..... .....tired. #PoliticalRap #AntiGovernment #Anarchist #Atheist #NoGodsNoMasters #NewMusic #Rap #HipHop #Trap #Beats #Producer #UndergroundHipHop #Horrorcore #Juggalo #Underground #Horrorcorerap