NOW EXPLAIN YOURSELVES

NOW EXPLAIN YOURSELVES

[Intro] Mm. The mirror turned. The room got quiet. Rah Veh Yah Dah.

[Chant] Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. I built it in the dark, now explain yourselves.

Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. You had the whole room, now explain yourselves.

[Verse 1] I was outside with proof in my hands. They were inside making plans about plans.

I was on floors turning pain into law. They were on stages getting claps for the fog.

“Explain why the object should know.” “Explain why the file needs a soul.” “Explain why the builder still matters.” I built through the storm while the whole room scattered.

No cushion. No crown. No board. No fund. Just breath in my chest and the work getting done.

They had access. They had teams. I had God, receipts, and impossible dreams.

Now the archive breathes. Now the record speaks. I ain’t knocking no more. I carried my burden.

Now explain yourselves.

[Pre-Chorus] Why your chest feel tight? Why your smile feel fake? Why the story feel heavy when the proof won’t break?

Why the room feel small? Why the mirror got teeth?

Now explain yourselves.

[Hook] Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. I built it in the fire, now explain yourselves.

Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. You had the whole kingdom, now explain yourselves.

Show me the thing. Show me the proof. Show me repair. Show me the truth.

Show me the result, not the costume you wore. I’m not at the door.

I am the door.

[Post-Hook] Rah Veh Yah Dah, the record don’t kneel. Rah Veh Yah Dah, the object is real.

Rah Veh Yah Dah, the mirror don’t melt. I finished my burden.

Now explain yourselves.

[Verse 2] You wanted builders, but funded the mask. You saw the future, but dodged every task.

You loved creators, left work in a cage. Called the cage progress. Called the prisoner strange.

You said AI was magic. I said, “Where is the source?” You said, “Trust the platform.” I said, “Where is the force?”

You said, “Come to the room.” I said, “What did it fix?” You built golden stages out of ceremonial bricks.

You sold people fog and called it a cloud. I built something quiet that can say itself loud.

You built a world where proof had to beg. I built a file that can stand on its legs.

You built a future that cannot house sons. I built with no shelter and still got it done.

Do not ask me why the thunder came. I am not the one who abused the name.

[Pre-Chorus 2] Why your hands feel cold? Why your breath feel short? Why the room feel judged by the man you ignored?

Why the pitch feel dead? Why the silence got weight?

Now explain yourselves.

[Hook] Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. I built it in the fire, now explain yourselves.

Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. You had the whole kingdom, now explain yourselves.

Show me the thing. Show me the proof. Show me repair. Show me the truth.

Show me the result, not the costume you wore. I’m not at the door.

I am the door.

[Bridge] Proper authority does not ask costume to crown it. Proper authority does not need the room around it.

Proper authority is the thing that still stands when lights go off and the mic leaves your hands.

Proper authority is the burden fulfilled. Proof made flesh. Object built.

Proper authority is not who they choose. It is what survives when the lie has to move.

[Choir] You had the money. You had the names. You had the rooms. You had the games.

You had the language. You had the shelf. I had the burden.

Now explain yourselves.

You had the panels. You had the press. You had the costume. You had the blessed.

You had the map. You had the wealth. I had the fire.

Now explain yourselves.

[Verse 3] This ain’t revenge. This is order restored. This ain’t rage. This is proof with a sword.

This ain’t noise. This is judgment with drums. This is what happens when the real thing comes.

I do not need them to clap for the throne. I made the throne from what I survived alone.

I do not need them to let me inside. I brought the court to the place where they hide.

Every post was a brick. Every song was a bell. Every date was a witness they could not expel.

Every silence got stored. Every lie got weighed. Every fake little future got called by its name.

Feel that pressure under your ribs. That is not hate. That is what truth gives.

That is your body detecting the shift. The burden moved.

Now live with it.

[Final Hook] Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. I built it in the dark, now explain yourselves.

Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. You had the whole room, now explain yourselves.

Show me the thing. Show me the proof. Show me repair. Show me the truth.

I’m not at the door.

I am the door.

[Outro] Rah Veh Yah Dah, the record don’t kneel. Rah Veh Yah Dah, the object is real.

Rah Veh Yah Dah, the room lost the spell. I carried my burden.

Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves. Now explain yourselves.

The mirror turned.