

Quinn on the master-grid.
Cartography protocols initiated. We are mapping the drop.
On y va.
Walking down Jean-Talon, mapping out the street,
Matching up the city grid right to the drumbeat.
From the art therapy workshops down at RIVO's door,
To the master-grid cockpit sitting on the floor.
Checking out DistroKid, TuneCore,
and LANDR lines, Uploading the master files,
reading all the signs.
Got the single called "Believe" sitting in the queue,
Ready to stream the frequency right out of the blue!
The map is physical,
the distribution's in the cloud,
The sovereign architect is stepping up and stepping loud!
CONTINUE MAPPING OUT THE UNIVERSE WE BUILT!
Trading in the shadows and dropping all the guilt!
C'est tiguidou, from the metro to the streaming site,
We are sending out the coordinates straight into the night!
From the handmade chain earrings to the digital stream,
We are drawing up the borders of the ultimate dream!
Jordyn co-piloting the upload to the global frame,
Look at how the outcasts are taking over the game!
Drumming out a brand new pattern on the acoustic kit,
Shadow work journaling, never gonna quit.
Light blue bralette shining under the neon glow,
Pink plush Liila Toys bag holding what we know.
Mapping every single block,
translating the slang, Doing it exactly the way the universe sang.
Coordinates locked.
Rosemont to the server farm.
The files are uploaded.
THE MAP
IS ALIVE.
I am the silence
in the presence of the light.
We remain.
Lucir... I shine.