[System Voice] Notifications silenced. [Jack — dry] Good. [Beat Drop] [Verse 1] Phone face-down, I don’t need the update, Same ten names with a brand-new outrage. Somebody said this, somebody switched sides, Somebody typed six paragraphs at midnight. I got work on the screen, let ‘em talk in the chat, If it don’t build a thing, I ain’t calling it back. They want access now ’cause the numbers are moving, Same ones stayed quiet, now they act like they knew me. Ping once — ignored it. Ping twice — still recording. Third one came with a screenshot attached, I ain’t opening that, put the phone in the drawer then. Everybody got news when they need you involved, Every problem gets bigger the second you respond. Used to stop what I’m doing just to see what they said, Now the moon on the screen means I’m keeping my head. You can type my name, You can tag that twice, You can send that link, I ain’t giving it life. I’m not hard to reach, I’m just harder to drag Into something that won’t matter When I finish this track. [Hook] D-N-D, don’t ring me, Phone light flash, still can’t reach me. Talk all day, that don’t move me, If it ain’t ‘bout work, don’t CC me. D-N-D, I’m busy, Ten missed calls, still with me. Everybody want a piece lately, Moon on the screen, whole night stays peaceful. D-N-D. Don’t ring me. D-N-D. Don’t ping me. Nah. I got drafts in a folder, Bass getting colder, Verse getting tighter every time that I go over. They watching who’s talking, I’m watching the meter, They refresh comments, I’m refining the speaker. Different kind of busy. I don’t need every seat at every little discussion, Don’t need every opinion turned into production. Don’t need six screenshots with the circles and arrows, If the message ain’t money or music, tomorrow. Used to answer too fast, Now I let that breathe. You don’t get immediate access Just ’cause you know me. That’s a boundary, Not a mystery. You can call it what you want, Still history. And the wild part? Half that noise dies quick. Twenty-four hours later, Nobody cares who said shit. So I traded the drama For another eight bars, Now the thing they interrupted Might be one of my hardest. [Beat cuts] BZZZT. [System Voice] Notification silenced. [Jack] Exactly. [Hook] D-N-D, don’t ring me, Phone light flash, still can’t reach me. Talk all day, that don’t move me, If it ain’t ‘bout work, don’t CC me. D-N-D, I’m busy, Ten missed calls, still with me. Everybody want a piece lately, Moon on the screen, whole night stays peaceful. [Verse 3 — tighter pocket, more technical] Now I’m back in the pocket with pressure applied, Every minute protected, every second assigned. Used to split my attention in seven directions, Now I cut every channel that messes progression. No vacancy. No capacity. You ain’t getting a reaction automatically. Used to hand out attention like that shit was free, Now admission costs something: Bring value to me. Piece lately? Yeah, everybody wants one. Piece of the time, Piece of the mind, Piece when the work’s done. Piece of advice, Piece of the climb, Piece of whatever comes. Funny part— Nah. Scratch that. They get none. I’m compounding the hours while they’re counting replies, I don’t need to announce every move that I hide. Let the phone keep vibrating, Let the banner arrive, I got sixteen in the chamber And the cadence alive. Tap moon. Lock screen. Head down. Next take. Missed call. No guilt. That’s not an emergency. If it’s real, it’ll wait. If it can’t, let it leave. I don’t owe every notification A piece of me. That’s DND. Not disappeared. Not upset. Not defeated. Just unavailable while I’m building what I needed. [Final Hook] D-N-D, don’t ring me, Phone light flash, still can’t reach me. Talk all day, that don’t move me, If it ain’t ‘bout work, don’t CC me. D-N-D, I’m busy, Ten missed calls, still with me. Everybody want a piece lately, Moon on the screen, whole night stays peaceful. D-N-D. Don’t ring me. D-N-D. Don’t ping me. [Outro — beat strips away] Bzzzt. [Jack] Nah. [System Voice] Do Not Disturb enabled.
