Hey amazing people of Hive and everybody in this beautiful community 😁. Sure everyone is doing well in this joyful month ❤️ and this is my entry for the week. I am favouragina and I am going to give my freestyle to you all, the song is ''Stay High'' by Juice Wrld. Please enjoy my video and also comment your thoughts on it.
This freestyle isn’t just me rapping over a beat. It’s me speaking my truth. My reality. My fight. When I heard Juice WRLD’s “Stay High,” it hit me in a way that words barely describe. It’s like the soundtrack of pain, overcomes, and how sometimes, the only way to numb what’s killing you inside is to drown it out with distractions whether that’s music, vibes, people, or even bad habits we don’t always talk about.
Yeah… I won’t sit here and fake it for nobody. I’ve been through it. I’ve felt the weight of this world press on my shoulders so heavy that breathing felt like work. Nights where sleep was a stranger. Days where smiling felt like lying. And truth be told, sometimes the only escape was finding ways to stay high not just physically, but mentally. High enough to not drown in my own thoughts. High enough to float above the pain, even if just for a moment.
This freestyle is me looking the demons in the eye and talking to them directly. It’s me admitting I ain’t perfect. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve run from things I should’ve faced. I’ve tried to numb things I should’ve healed from. But at the same time, it’s me refusing to let the darkness win. It’s me turning my pain into poetry. My struggles into sound.
When I spoke these bars, I didn’t talk them to impress anyone. I spoke them because they were sitting heavy on my chest. Because sometimes, the only therapy we get is a camera, a beat and the courage to speak our story without fear. This is my story. Unfiltered. Untouched. Raw.
It’s wild how life works. One moment you’re surrounded by people who claim they love you, then next, you’re sitting alone wondering where everybody went. Fake love, broken promises, fake friends, expectations it all piles up until you either break under the pressure or figure out a way to float above it.
“Stay High” isn’t about promoting pain. It’s about overcoming it. It’s about getting a way to live when the world feels like it’s closing in. It’s about how sometimes, the strongest thing you can do is simply wake up, show up, and keep moving even when everything inside you is screaming to give up.
I’ve had days where I felt invisible. Where nobody really saw what I was going through. Where the smiles were fake, the laughs were forced, and all I wanted was peace. Not money. Not fame. Not attention. Just peace. Peace from the noise. Peace from the memories. Peace from the constant fight in my own mind.
But somewhere in the chaos, I found music. I found writing. I found freestyling. And it became my medicine. My escape. My way of turning something ugly into something beautiful. Every line I spit in this freestyle came from a real place. From battles I fought silently. From tears nobody saw. From wins I didn’t even celebrate because I was too focused on overcoming the next day.
I know I’m not the only one who feels this. I know there’s people out there fighting silent wars every day, looking for something to hold onto. So this freestyle is for you too. For anyone who’s ever felt like they had to stay high just to stay alive. For anyone who’s ever felt like the weight of the world was too much but kept going anyway.
But don’t get it twisted. This isn’t just sadness. This is resilience. This is strength. This is proof that even when life tries to break you, you can still create something powerful out of the broken pieces. That even when the world feels cold, your heart can still be fire.
The truth is… yeah, I’ve been low. But I’ve also learned that there’s more to life than pain. More to life than running. More to life than escaping. There’s healing. There’s growth. There’s moments where the sun breaks through the clouds and reminds you why you kept going. And those moments? They’re everything.
This freestyle is me owning my story. The good. The bad. The ugly. The beautiful. It’s me saying yeah, I’ve stayed high to get through things. But I’ve also stayed strong. I’ve stayed fighting. I’ve stayed creating. And most importantly, I’ve stayed true to me.
So as this beat plays and my words ride over it, know this isn’t just music. This is my life in motion. My therapy session in 16s and hooks. My way of telling the world: I’m still here. Still breathing. Still dreaming. Still fighting.
To anyone listening who’s going through it keep your head up. Go to Jesus Christ He is the way you need to follow, also He knows how to heal every wounds and pains you are ever going through. Find your light in the dark. Whether it’s music, art, faith, family, or just the quiet hope that tomorrow might be better hold onto it. You’re stronger than you think.
This is “Stay High” not just a freestyle, but my reality turned into rhythm. My pain turned into inspiration. And my reminder that even when life tries to pull me under… I’ll always find a way to float. Because I have G. O. D. By my side keep me high always 🚀❤️
