"Voices in My Head" is more than just a song—it’s an intimate reflection of the thoughts that linger, the doubts that whisper, and the truths that fight to be heard. It was born from a moment of raw honesty, a need to give shape to the internal dialogue that never quite fades. Each lyric carries a piece of that experience—the struggle between fear and resilience, uncertainty and clarity. Writing this song was both an escape and a confrontation. It’s about facing those voices, understanding them, and maybe, in the end, finding a way to coexist with them. Whether it’s anxiety, creativity, or the ghosts of the past, they all leave their mark. This song is a space to explore that, to say what sometimes feels unspeakable. more

A gritty, resilient anthem that blends raw hip-hop with emotional depth. With hard-hitting beats and introspective lyrics, the track reflects on survival, perseverance, and growth through struggle.more

Lyrics: ‎ [Intro] Yeah shit is crazy now I bring out a song and everyone gets surprised Well... just shut the fuck up and listen ‎ ‎ [Hook] Hi my name is Simon, diagnosed with Psychotic rhymin' and psychosis Psychic profane writin', it's just horrific I just keep on climbin', and you can't stop it ‎ ‎ [Verse 1] Kid, stop whinin' and shut the fuck up Life throws you down, deal with it and get the fuck up Time a bitch ain't it, well I stopped it in the name of love For this rap shit, rhymin' paintin's, yeah I'm above This is the speed the van goes, kidnap and pick assholes I set the bar so high so quick, it's hard to do a pull up though I left the dark to light a wick, bombard of rhymes, I'm in a hustle Catchin' these people with their lies let me get my lasso Words like isotopes got me so cold I need to go polar Bare with this shit for me, scold me with energy, I need solar Panels, inherit this fist, be bold and I'll break your molar I'm like a lion huntin' impala, rap is my pride, now where's my dollar? Kid you owe my money, but at least I'm not a sensitive bitch Gettin' offended over fake shit, kids breathe politics You a pussy bitch, that's all, cryin' through your orifice I'm appreciated for multiple reasons, do you need the whole list? ‎ ‎ [Hook] Hi my name is Simon, diagnosed with Psychotic rhymin' and psychosis Psychic profane writin', it's just horrific I just keep on climbin', and you can't stop it ‎ ‎ [Verse 2] I'm venomous like a spider, man, now run miles away From me, venom hisses, these yes-men are a pile of snakes And these old men wishin' the same thing, y'all senile, a waste For attackin' a kid, I fuckin' dare you to file a complaint A psychic psychotic psychidelic incision'll Give you hypoxic-ischemic encephalopathy, from a collision With me, come on I dare you to fuckin' fight me; hypophrenic decision Like eatin' nightshade, it's toxic, a cancel of your life's existence Psychotics sky rocket in hydraulics and boycottin' Night guardin' high toxic, erotic and rotten Culture, sight on it, the mic on this, alignment Of my rhymes and the time is too expensive to process Loss is too difficult to understand it Drawin' my life through music but you take me for granted Winnin' opinions, adults and teens love my music when I'm rantin' "Narcissism" caught everyone by surprise, like it was a phantom ‎ ‎ [Hook] Hi my name is Simon, diagnosed with Psychotic rhymin' and psychosis Psychic profane writin', it's just horrific I just keep on climbin', and you can't stop it ‎ ‎ [Verse 3] I've been set off the leash, so these rotweilers pouncin' on me Can't do shit 'cause I'm the underdog, and my hooks always reach My music always preach to these people that respect me And on this hate I feed, my skin's made of steel and I can't be beat No one thought I could succeed or achieve to make good music on repeat Or do the feat that I have proven to beat, and this shit ain't a dream It's a nightmare to all who hate me, but this shit's reality But Simon shouldn't be able to be on a throne, but bitch it's me Can you digest these lyrics or do you need more hydrochloric acid? I'm a nightmare so fear this, come on fight me with metaphoric clashes I'll inflict osteoporosis to confirm my psychosis My lyrics are extremely corrossive with speed and high focus I'm full of energy to fuck up all my enemies and to start and end the beefs I've been discriminated repeatedly and constantly when I was young It pent up all the anger in me, this is my ugly mentality, this monster in me Won't stop attacking and unleashing dominantly the darkness within' me out of me, compare me like a simile Metaphorically or physically, no one can do shit to me, I'll continue rising to infinity ‎ ‎ [Outro] Hi my name is Simon, diagnosed with Psychotic rhymin' and psychosis Psychic profane writin', it's just horrific I just keep on climbin', and you won't stop itmore