I’m the red light in your headlight,
blink twice, still speed? That’s your last ride.
Chrome tongue, I spit the block—
every word a concrete knot.
Bass drop like a barricade,
heartbeats counted, debts unpaid.
Try to breathe, try to fake,
but my echo slams the brake.
No next lane, no escape—
I’m the full-stop, snap the tape.