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Cecil
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Cecil was released on April 19, 2025 by Elevate records as a part of the album Cecil - Single
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Release DateApril 19, 2025
LabelElevate records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Kyeremateng
Louis Kyeremateng
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

Father God, I open my mouth
Attempt to talk but
Words don't form out
It ain't no drought
Cause Cecil never hesitates
To spew syllables loud
His faith needs to make a sound
Flashbacks, in 2017 September 14th
Perfect memory, LED screen
Low cut, young with blue tees
Khaki pants and white long sleeves
Over the smiles of Presby men
Bags full of dreams
I was excited to leave my house
Of course the violence, I'm divided
Sanity gone south
Felt my dad will never be proud
I didn't want that
I fought back
Imposter syndrome, no bypass
Artistic life for up to 14 years
Don't ever doubt
So Mama sends me to the school
Wooden chop box and my tools
Metal trunk was heavy, left hand with a broom
Signed a few sheets, we walked to the dorm
Finding a sheet in her purse
Just to learn that my mama was weeks pregnant too
Iron man, my chest felt light, feelin' the worst
Like a Mariachi band song type
A distraction playin' in my head
I sense they hostile, bullies, I sense a curse
Peer pressure gonna mess me up
And fate disguised as a dread
Um, Second guess?
Or anxious, so you second guess?
Criticise? (Lie)
Should I just simply use doubt? (Lie)
No, second guess (Lie)
Second guess is better (Lie)
Here comes the best part, the MC
Bunk bed next to me, Creator's former SP
Gathered seniors to preach, I just stared in awe
He had all courage I could ever want
That Bible-loving rapper boy (That Bible-loving rapper boy)
Persecuted often, he taught a lesson
Attack a question with a question
Of the person asking, testing a person's deep confessions
The effervescent, I mean me
Stuck and Cecil freed me, he had the keys
Squeeze my soul and pass out
Just to catch his breeze
Start to idolise, hypothesise
You hear me scream? He prophesied
Miss a class? I'm by his side
Evangelised, I fixed eyes on my new Christ
He never struggled, Life gets crazy
But eh, this man never fumbles
Why should I crumble?
If death aims at my throat and
Your angels leave me alone
Just know I still won't be humbled
You people marvelled, you feel the clout
I get to shout, free from the doubt
Cause Cecil never hesitates to spew syllables out
Written by: Louis Kyeremateng
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