Nobody Callin' Evan

Verse

Evan, hey — you a headline: Hulk sized, heart declined (uh-huh)

Beached whale on the couch, you got oceans on your mind (splash)

Scale's your enemy, numbers yell like sirens, time to hide (tick-tock)

You eat your shadow at midnight, lonely table, empty side (yeah)

No friends in the contacts, just ghosts that you left on read (ghost)

No kin at the door — your family tree's cut down, dead (silence)

You heavyweight in a feather world, flexing zero weight in pride

I float like a shark and you float like plastic—dead tide (wham)

You the punchline in a room full of silence, awkward laugh-track

I break beats, break egos — you just break the scale back (snap)

All that mass, no mass appeal, gravitational fail (nah)

You orbit no one, cold like a moon rock — lonely pale (cold)

Call me comet, I burn through — you just crater, cratered soul

I stack trophies, you stack empty plates — full bowl, no goal (full)

Say my name and the mic gets louder, say yours and it leaks (leak)

Evan, you the minor key in a major song — cheap repeat (repeat)

Chorus

Evan, nobody callin' (nobody), nobody missin' (ain't missin')

Evan, you feel the weight (feel it), whole world's dismissin' (dismiss)

Alone at your table (alone), plates like a crater (uh)

Evan, you float like a whale but you sink like a traitor (sink)

Evan, Evan — (Evan, Evan) nobody's comin' home (no one's comin')

Evan, Evan — (Evan, Evan) whole house is just stone (cold)

Verse

You whisper "family" like it's a myth, urban legend, faded print (myth)

No cousins at your coffin, no crew at your win or stint (none)

You the exhibit at the museum of misses — all alone on display

People pass the window, point and walk — you window-shop your day (point, walk)

Your phone's a paperweight, no heat in the inbox, static hum (buzz)

You buy friends with food but calories ain't friends — they just come (nah)

You got a gravitational pull like a black hole—everything gone

Watch your dignity drip through the cracks like syrup on the lawn (drip)

I'm the headline and the footnote, you just filler for my jokes

I make mountains move, you make chairs dent — you broke the spokes (broke)

Big body, small life, big appetite for attention — bankrupt

I spit commas in your sentence, leave your chapter cut and wrapped up (clipped)

No hand to hold, no kin to phone — echoes fill the hall

You built a kingdom of crumbs and called it "home" but it falls (crumble)

I don't just roast — I deport your whole image from the scene

Evan, you're background noise while I stay vivid, mean, pristine (burn)