Ho Scelto Me feels like Rocco Hunt’s personal diary cracked open to the beat of hip-hop. In the lyrics he admits he has “chosen himself” after years of feeling misunderstood, leaning on cigarettes for company, and watching friends disappear too soon. Between gritty snapshots of crowded rooms, worn-out sneakers, and the constant hum of social injustice, Rocco wrestles with guilt and relief: guilt for the people he leaves behind, relief for finally putting his own dreams first. The song’s raw honesty paints a vivid picture of a young man who refuses to keep swallowing disappointment and decides to rise, even if the climb is lonely.
At its heart the track is a rallying cry for self-preservation and resilience. Rocco salutes single mothers, absent fathers, and brothers juggling babies in their arms, all while challenging a country that chases money yet overlooks its youth. He promises to face every consequence of his choice, confident that real love will wait in pajamas back home. By the final chorus, “Ho Scelto Me” transforms into an anthem: choose yourself, acknowledge the scars, and keep moving because the future belongs to anyone brave enough to claim it.