Stress Fracture

[Verse 1]
The number two Phillips head strips the screw at the baseplate, third time this Tuesday.
Smell of hot solder, feel the same shape of the anger move through me, who say
that we ain't built from the same scrap? This ain't DNA, it's a schematic.
Torque in my wrist is the same damn static, calibration's off, it's automatic.
This metal fatigue in the bone, it's a slow crack, the load-bearing lie.
Tryna brace the frame, hold the sky, but the sheer point's been set since '09.
I see the fault line in the mirror, the hairline fracture right behind the eyes.
It's not the fall, it's the compromised design.

[Chorus]
This ain't a wound, it's a stress fracture.
It's in the blueprint, can't redact your
damn signature, the failure factor.
It ain't a choice, it's just the stress fracture.

[Verse 2]
I see the kitchen, seven years back, the linoleum curling from summer heat.
You told my sister, "It's a load-bearing wall / had to be moved, that's just business, that's all."
Calculated, cold, no friction at all, just a transfer of assets and weight.
While her whole foundation started to shake, you were checking the tensile strength of the take.
The silence after had a frequency, a low hum of machinery breaking slow.
Zero tolerance for the seeds she tried to grow, just the cold hard math of the cash flow.
And I inherited the goddamn engine, the same cold start on a winter morning.
It's not a memory, it's an operational warning.

[Chorus]
This ain't a wound, it's a stress fracture.
It's in the blueprint, can't redact your
damn signature, the failure factor.
It ain't a choice, it's just the stress fracture.

[Bridge]
(The same design...)
(Ad-libs: *Fracture... Shear... Load... Tolerance... It's in the code... Uh... Zero... Same...*)

[Outro]
Got the key for the pattern, the inherited deadbolt.
Still gotta figure the force it'll take to break the threshold.