Perfect Person (feat. coop)

There is no tenderness here - only banter, teeth and a reinforced concrete ‘I decide for myself’. Every line sounds like a slap in the face to an ex who takes too many liberties: checking her phone, whining, making demands.

Instead of tears - laughter and a hard rap rhythm. Instead of submission, there is a bold choice: ‘If I want to, I'll give it to you; if I don't, go back to your birds.’ This is the soundtrack of revenge in shiny nails: loud, sharp, and with that very spark that won't let you confuse weakness with strength.