Digital Envy Digital Karma
They call me crazy when I question the frame,
Same old labels, different names.
Mind too fast, so they lag behind,
Tryna box thoughts that don’t move in lines.

I used to say, “Hope I’m not misunderstood,”
Said it so much it became my hood.
Now I speak free, no armor on,
If it lands — good. If not — I’m gone.

Chorus

Digital envy — they hate what they see,
When imagination don’t come cheap.
Digital karma — it circles around,
What you drop online comes back profound.

I don’t need a link, I don’t need a claim,
Truth leaves a mark — not a name.
Thumbprint in the words, not the code,
If you felt it… yeah, you know.

Verse 2

I’m not here to follow, I’m not here to chase,
Just leave something real in a digital place.
No tracking souls, no hidden thread,
Just something you feel when the words are said.

They fear what grows without permission,
That’s why they mock vision.
But every era laughs first,
Then copies later — that’s tradition.

Bridge (spoken)

I don’t need to be everywhere.
If I was there…
you’ll remember.

Final Chorus

Digital envy — loud but hollow,
Digital karma — truth I follow.
I was here, I stood my ground,
No chain, no tag, no hunting down.