[Verse 1] Yeah, uh… When I was young, just a shadow in the sun, Dreams on layaway, pain weighed a ton. Lookin’ back, when I was a short stack, Stayin’ up late, no plan, no map. Ignorant young, hand cold on the gun, Tryna play God when I couldn’t outrun The hunger, the hurt, the echo of doubt — Didn’t know what life was really about. This the song they never sung, A war I fought before lungs were sprung. [Verse 2] Growin’ up without food, Stomach hummin’ a lonely tune. Faith was dinner, tears were the drink, Sink full of dishes and dreams on the brink. Momma did what she could, Stitchin’ hope in a torn-up hood. Life was gray in a world so cold, Gold was rare, but her heart was bold. [Verse 3] Little white boy, in the wrong zip code, Tryna find color where the love don’t show. Caught between worlds that both said “no,” But I learned how to grow where the weeds still grow. Every scar’s a verse, every tear a line, Pain wrote the rhythm, but the soul refined. Now I speak for the ones still stuck in the rain, Singin’ lullabies made from pain. [Verse 4] Yeah... I was chasin’ halos in a bottle’s glare, Tryna drown my demons, they just learned to swim there. Lines on the table like prayers unsaid, I was beggin’ for peace from a loaded head. Took pills for the pain, called it self-medication, But I was just rehearsin’ my own cremation. Mirror said “live,” razor said “why,” Every night I bargained with the sky. They told me pain’s just proof you breathe, But I was barely breathin’ through gritted teeth. Heart made of rust, but I painted it chrome, Tryna shine through a world that never felt like home. [Chorus] See I been low — lower than the reaper’s tone, Kissed the edge, called the dark my own. Still I rose from the rope, from the smoke, from the sins, Learned heaven ain’t a place, it’s a fight that begins. [Verse 5] Addiction talk sweet, like a long-lost friend, Sayin’ “one more hit, you can make it to the end.” But the end kept movin’, like a ghost in the fog, And I was just barkin’ at the moon like a dog. Used to see God in the spark of the flame, Now I see ghosts when I whisper my name. They said “the truth’ll set you free,” But sometimes chains feel safer to me. [Bridge] I wrote suicide notes in invisible ink, So nobody’d know how close I’d sink. Laughin’ on the surface, drownin’ underneath, Call it a smile, call it a thief. My past still hums in my veins like bass, Tryna outrun my old mistakes. But every scar’s a map that points to proof, That I was born in pain, but I learned the truth. [Final Chorus / Outro] Yeah, I came from the dirt, from the hurt, from the grime, From the prayers that died before reachin’ the divine. Now I walk with ghosts that taught me to stand, A broken man still holdin’ God’s hand. 'Cause sometimes the light don’t shine, it bleeds, And sometimes faith grows outta bad seeds. But I found peace where the silence screams, Turned my trauma into poetry — and called it dreams.
