Yeah… rewind the scene, let the dream run clean,

Yeah… rewind the scene, let the dream run clean, Backwards through the screams, through the schemes unseen, Life flip like a screen when you touch that beam… Start at the ending, pendant swingin, breath’s missin, Sirens singin, diners spinnin, timelines slippin, Boy slippin out the entrance while his mind do the mixin, Plot thickened when the vision of the bus boy glistened, listen. Somebody whispered, “Yo, ain’t that the dude from the vid?” The one who jumped his lil’ cousin for somethin small that he did, And now a rumor in the air grew a nightmare big, Trigger, finger logic twisted what revenge really is. But rewind, She was sittin’ in the booth with her boo feelin new, Long day at the job, soft smile, pretty view, Red dress, gold hoops, hopes high, vibes true, She ain’t know the whole loop bout to spin right through. Earlier, She woke up with the sun on her face like a lace, Coffee cup in her clutch, steady rushin to the place, Same pace, same grace, same commute, same space, Never guessin fate scribblin on the edges of her day. Meanwhile, At another spot, dude plottin with his partner in grime, Talkin lines bout designs, “When we see him, it’s time.” Twisted mind intertwined with what he think was divine, All because his girl cheated with a guy she met online. Two days prior, He ain’t even know her name, but he know now pain, And his homie fan flames with a “Don’t look lame.” Now they roam in the frame of a dumb campaign, Tryna prove somethin stupid that don’t earn no gain. Fast-forward, Back to the booth where love sat calm, She laughin at a joke while she hold his palm, No harm, no qualm, no reason for alarm, But storms don’t warn, they just form and perform. Door swings, Voices rise, someone spots that face, Whispers chase through the place like a drum-beat bass, Boy’s heart race, thoughts laced, bad plan misplaced, One life erased ‘cause he couldn’t replace grace. Then silence, World spin, All because random choices intertwine within, A timeline thin, where we born, where we been, Where a stranger’s beef turn a bystander into a memory’s wind. Yeah, Sometimes the smallest ripple make the biggest tide, Sometimes the wrong moment meet the right collide, Sometimes the ones innocent in the ride Get caught in the crash when the foolish pride slide. Reverse the replay, Life wild, unpredictable, sharp as a knife, And every random second? Could be anybody’s life.