Good Boy
Property rights rebranded as love—clear rules: dominance dressed as protection, praise dressed as devotion. Call it romance, call it chemistry, call it tradition. Of course you know to love someone is to claim them, to shape them, to correct them and obedience is the only path to approval.
These songs navigate the architecture of that conditioning—the quiet cruelty of intimacy, power disguised as desire, the ways we fight to get what we want for the night. Who’s good? Who’s bad? Who’s trying and how can you tell when the hierarchies we live in imbalanced from the start.
So, in the end who is King? And who do they belong to?
