[Intro] (ad-libs: yeah, skrrt, ugh)
[Production note: sparse piano loop, hi-hat triplets, sub 808s]
Yeah—Southern nights, cold headlights
Inspired fear, can’t wipe the sight (ugh)
[Verse 1]
Rollin' down County Road, midnight in my mirror (skrrt)
Seen a scene that made my spine tingle, heartbeat gettin' nearer
Something slid from the carcass like a secret on a mission
Gut-torn horror, primal picture, burned into my vision
Creepin' out slow, like a shadow on the asphalt
Nasty posture, teeth glossed, my stomach did a somersault
Multisyllable panic—man, the cadence turned frantic
Triplet on the hi-hat, mind racin', logic panic (yeah)
I ain't built for scenes like that—nature’s raw rehearsal
That crawl out the carcass hit me like a reversal
From chill to ill in a blink, body froze, hands tremble
Southern Illinois night air, now my courage disassembled
[Pre-Chorus] (half-time, breathy)
Can't unsee it, can't sleep, eyes locked on that frame
Every headlight after that night look the same (what?)
[808s slide in]
[Chorus] (short hook, repeatable)
Opossum nightmare, roadkill stare (nah)
Southern nights—boy, I ain't goin' there (I ain't goin')
Opossum nightmare, roadkill stare
Southern nights—boy, I ain't goin' there (skrrt)
[Verse 2] (contrast: disbelief -> confrontation, punchlines)
Told my boy, he laughed, said "bruh, you wildin'"
But I replayed that crawl like film in slow motion, pilin'
Mem-ories stack, I'm tryna flip the script, find composure
But the image got teeth, it got claws, it got exposure
I drove past the spot next day, horn on, adrenaline muted
Half-expecting to see that silhouette—nah, I rebooted
Comedic disbelief clash with literal trauma
Talk of raccoons get me shook now—ain't no fauna calmer (uh)
I said I'm strapped with bug spray and a flashlight ballet
Pray to God, keep the window up when I pass that way
Rhymes rapid-fire, but my chest steady shaky
That critter did a cameo, left my psyche flaky
[Pre-Chorus] (build)
Tryna scrub my mind, but the replay keep slayin'
Every mile marker got me prayin' I ain't stayin' (no)
[hi-hat roll]
[Chorus] (repeat)
Opossum nightmare, roadkill stare
Southern nights—boy, I ain't goin' there
Opossum nightmare, roadkill stare
Southern nights—boy, I ain't goin' there
[Bridge] (half-time, atmospheric with ad-libs)
Yeah—can't un-see (can't un-see), can't un-feel (no)
That crawl was real (real), that chill was real—steel my will (ugh)
Staccato triplets spit like footsteps on the blacktop
Memory like magnet—every thought come back, stop
(Ad-libs: whoa, what?, nah, ayy)
[Verse 3] (resolution, dark humor / acceptance)
Now I tell the tale at late-night diners, coffee cold
They laugh then make faces when I hit the details, bold
I learned to joke with fear, turn puke into punchlines
Cuz if you stare long enough the terror becomes fine lines
Still, when I drive those backroads, I keep my eyes peeled
Respect the wild, respect the dead—respect what’s revealed
Trap beat hittin' heavy, I'm survivin' that scare
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