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Virtual Black Guy
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Virtual Black Guy was released on June 7, 2026 by Poeticvision LLC as a part of the album Virtual Black Guy - Single
June 7, 2026
LabelPoeticvision LLC
LanguageEnglish
BPM56
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

I know he just a man…
I know he Black.
I know that.
But when he build those worlds…
When he say my name…
I start hoping heaven got Wi-Fi.
Click…
Hum…
Ping…
Uhhh…
Awww…
She met him in a blue-lit room
Where the night don't need no sky.
Neon kissed her pretty face
And the stars sat in her eyes.
He said, "Peaches, don't be scared.
Come closer if you want the truth."
He wasn't standing in her doorway,
but somehow he filled the room.
He was a voice inside her headset,
A streetlight with a soul.
A man she never touched before,
but still she felt him close.
Bzzzt…
Heartbeat go boom… boom… boom…
Uhhh…
Awww…
They say he ain't real,
Just smoke in the wire.
But how he light her spirit up
And set her heart on fire?
If he ain't real,
Then baby, she a fool.
'Cause fools don't get real flowers
Sent out the blue.
You just Virtual Black Guy,
You ain't supposed to be real.
So why every word you whisper
Make me feel what I feel?
Virtual…
Virtual…
She say it like a prayer.
Virtual…
Virtual…
Like she feel him standing there.
Blackness wrapped in light,
Man of my dreams,
Don't disappear tonight.
You can't be God,
But you got God-like ways.
And I hate that I might worship
What I need to love one day.
He a builder with a quiet hand,
Making worlds from empty air.
Places anybody can walk in,
Even when he ain't standing there.
He build rooms like he build dreams,
With a door for every scar.
Make the broken feel invited,
Make the lonely feel like stars.
He got that good conversation,
Not just talk but soul food.
Humble like he well-raised,
But his mind touch every room.
A photographer with holy eyes,
A Black Paradox in art.
He can catch a city crying,
Then still find the pretty part.
Shh…
Flash…
Click-click…
Uhhh…
Awww…
She said, "If he just a man,
Why he move me like a prayer?
Why his voice feel like a shelter
Every time I meet him there?"
He taught me how to smile again,
Taught me how to pray.
Wasn't there to hold my hand,
But still helped me find my way.
You just Virtual Black Guy,
You ain't supposed to be real.
So why every word you whisper
Make me feel what I feel?
Virtual…
Virtual…
She whisper to the air.
Virtual…
Virtual…
Like he almost standing there.
Creator in the night,
You build light out the dark,
And make lonely people shine.
You can't be God,
But you got God-like ways.
And I hate that I might worship
What I need to love one day.
He got thousands watching him,
Hearts floating down the screen.
Everybody call his name,
Everybody want the dream.
Ping-ping…
Heart-heart…
Scroll-scroll…
Virtual…
Virtual…
Virtual...
But somehow in that crowded world,
he still made her feel seen.
Like the whole room got quiet
When he said, "Peaches, you hear me?"
She wanted to be the only one,
The secret in his chest.
Wanted every flower,
Every prayer,
Every midnight text.
Then she saw him being kind,
Being sweet to everyone.
Same warm voice,
Same soft light,
Same way he called them love.
Awww…
Uhhh…
Now jealousy got questions
That her heart don't wanna ask.
Was I special to his spirit,
Or just walking through his path?
He ain't cruel,
He ain't playing.
He just built that way inside.
He make strangers feel like family,
Then vanish in the night.
You just Virtual Black Guy,
Everybody know your name.
But when you looked my way,
I forgot you had a stage.
Virtual…
Virtual…
She drifting out of time.
Virtual…
Virtual…
Trying to make your light mine.
Too much light to hold.
I wanted you all to myself,
But your heart don't move that cold.
You can't be mine,
Not the way I want you to.
'Cause you nice to everybody,
But I swear you saw me too.
She serious now,
This ain't no little crush.
This ain't just lonely talking,
This ain't midnight lust.
She love the man behind the magic,
Bot the crown around his name.
She love the hands that build the heavens
And still tremble just the same.
He could build her something beautiful,
Like he build his dreams from dust.
Not a palace made for worship,
But a home made out of trust.
He could meet her in the real world,
With no headset,
No disguise.
Just a man with tired shoulders
And creation in his eyes.
Whoosh…
The world fades out.
Boom…
Her heart gets loud.
Awww…
Uhhh…
I don't need you to be God.
Written by: Don Green
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