Rain on the Mystic feat. Post Ma...

*(Intro)*

So when the sky grows heavy, and the ground starts to shake

Remember Camp Mystic, remember the stakes

For every loss, let the memory ignite

SimpleSly's in the storm, still rappin' through the night

 

*(Verse 1)*

Yo, they called me SimpleSly, but ain't nothin' simple 'bout the sky

When it cracks open wide and lets a million angels cry

Camp Mystic—ghosts in the mist, I twist memories

Water risin', baptizin' with a devil's misery

One minute, laughter in cabins, scents of sunscreen and pine

Next, the creek becomes a beast, swallowin' up the line

Of innocence—shouts turn to silence in the flood's grip

Pages in scrapbooks washed blank in a thunderous zip

 

I'm spittin' for the ones who ain't here to tell the tale

For every haunted mother starin' at a coffin nail

Flood warnings ignored, bluebonnets drowned in the field

Smiles floatin' downstream; sorrow's a wound that won't heal

You can't swim out the past, it latches like a leech

The water recedes, but the pain never leaves the beach

I'm tryin' to rhyme hope outta trauma, build bridges with bars

But sometimes, all you got is a prayer whispered to the stars

 

*(Chorus)*

Rain on the Mystic, tears in the wind

Lightning sketches ghosts of the kin that we send

To the river, to the heavens, to the holes in our soul

I'm just spittin' verses trying to make us whole

 

*(Verse 2)*

Look—

I ain't preachin' from a pulpit, I'm crawlin' through the mud

Searchin' for sneakers and secrets, and every name in the flood

I see the counselors’ faces—lost, frozen in time

A Polaroid washed out, but the guilt's still prime

They say "everything happens for a reason," well that's a weak line

When the reason's a season drownin' dreams in decline

Is fate just a storm with no mercy, no pause?

Or karma for the callousness baked into our flaws?

 

I grip the microphone tighter, channel Texas thunder

Every word a sandbag, tryna keep the heart from goin' under

We can't rewind the rain, can't unring the bell

But we can shout their names, raise 'em up from this hell

I tattooed their stories in the rhythm of my flow

So every verse is a lifeboat, every beat lets 'em know

That the world won't forget 'em—SimpleSly got the pen

Turnin' tragedy to legacy, again and again

 

*(Chorus)*

Rain on the Mystic, tears in the wind

Lightning sketches ghosts of the kin that we send

To the river, to the heavens, to the holes in our soul

I'm just spittin verses trying to make us whole