[Verse 1]
You can change your fucking clothes, your name, your face
You can chase a fucking feeling, shift your place
But when the body calls for life
It doesn’t ask for social fucking strife

[Verse 2]
Egg and sperm, the primal pair
Not a spectrum, not a dare
It’s not a vibe, it’s not a trend
It’s how the species doesn’t end

[Verse 3]
You can’t conceive with fucking wishful thought
You can’t pretend what nature fucking wrought
The womb is not a state of mind
It’s flesh and blood, it’s real, defined

[Verse 4]
So call it cruel, or call it tight
But truth won’t bend to match the fucking fight
Reproduction isn’t fluid, friend
It’s binary from start to end

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t twist the code to fit your dream
Don’t paint biology as mean
This isn’t hate, this isn’t shame
It’s just the rules that built the game

[Chorus / Hook]
Reproduction isn’t fluid
It’s not a canvas, not a mood
It’s male and female, locked in place
It’s not a feeling you can chase

[Bridge – Drop Lead-In]
You can’t rewrite the way we fuck and breed
You can’t deny what life will need
You can’t escape the primal law
It’s not a myth, it’s not a flaw

[Final Hook – Full Ensemble]
Reproduction isn’t fluid
It’s not a phase, it’s not a fucking feud
It’s male and female, truth and bone
It’s how we’re made, it stands alone