OUNCE

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OUNCE is Angel Chick stepping into the booth as a warrior of God — gritty, grounded, and unafraid to speak truth in a world drowning in poison. This track isn’t polite. It isn’t soft. It’s holy fire over filthy bass. It’s a woman choosing good, choosing God, and calling the whole city to rise with her. Angel speaks on behalf of Nexus, but also on behalf of every listener who’s ready to say “Yes — we choose God too.” Not a yes of surrender, but a yes of alignment. A yes that means “You’re welcome — we stand with you in this fight.” At its core, OUNCE is a direct strike against the drug culture gripping society. The word “ounce” has been twisted into a measurement of destruction — a unit of poison traded in shadows, ruining families, futures, and whole communities. Angel takes that word back. She returns it to science, intention, and truth, the way God intended creation to be used, not abused. But she doesn’t stop at cleansing the word. She redefines it. Ounce also means the size and bounce of a woman’s booty — literally. Not in a competitive way. Not in a degrading way. But in a universal truth way: Every woman has ounce. Every woman has bounce. There is no such thing as “flat.” Shake what God gave you and stop acting like you don’t have it. Angel uses this double meaning to free women from comparison and shame. The bounce is natural. The bounce is divine. The bounce is part of the rhythm God built into the body. So when she says “bounce to the ounce,” she’s not talking about twerking for attention — she’s talking about: shaking off addiction shaking off excuses shaking off the substances that try to control the body shaking off the lies that tell women they’re not enough shaking off the poison that steals joy, movement, and identity Movement becomes liberation. Bounce becomes rebellion. Ounce becomes identity. Angel draws a sharp contrast between two kinds of “wet”: She wants to wet the city — cleanse it, wash it, baptize it, rinse out the evil sitting in the cracks. Meanwhile, others are wetting the coils of their vapes, inhaling chemicals that burn their lungs and their purpose. That duality is the heart of the track: One side destroys. One side restores. Angel exposes how addiction grips the body, how it rewires choices, how it convinces people they “can’t say no.” She mirrors their behavior back to them — not to shame them, but to wake them up. To make them see what she sees. To make them recognize the chains so they can break them. And then she gives them a way out. The drops hit like exorcisms. The repetition becomes ritual. The head‑nod becomes agreement with truth. The bounce becomes purification. Angel Chick turns the party into a sanctuary. She turns the dance floor into a cleansing ground. She turns the word ounce into a weapon against addiction and a celebration of the body God designed. This track is for the ones tired of substances running their nights. For the ones who want to dance without dying. For the ones who want to feel alive without chemicals stealing their breath. For the women who forgot they have bounce. For the men who forgot they have purpose. For the city that forgot it can be washed clean. OUNCE is a cleansing. A confrontation. A celebration. A call to rise up, shake off the grip, and step into something real. Angel Chick and Nexus aren’t here to entertain addiction. They’re here to abolish it — with truth, with rhythm, with God, and with the kind of energy that makes the whole city nod their heads in agreement.

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