[INTRO /drill Sergeant SPOKEN-WORD] First step in being a man is ignoring the hunger, because yes, boy, you're going to be starving. Starved of attention, starved of affirmation, starved of love, starved of being told that you are enough. Step two in being a man is comfortability with replaceability. [chorus] Built from her vision of what makes a man A boy who barely knows his dad ,he's doing all he can Big homies and O.G.'s taught him the four-point stance. his only power is choice if he wants a fighting chance. watch and learn or do the same old song and dance seen death so many times dying is no longer scary . learn feelings, People, places & situations, all temporary. Broken promises, disappointment, and trauma are uncomfortably familiar to me. alone is the only home I know, alone is the only home I know, alone is the only home I know [VERSE 1] You don't speak about what goes on in this house to people that don't live in this house was the main rule. Moms worked every day and every night went to school as I solemnly swore to the hood to be up to no good. Which conflicted with those long summer nights taking international flights to paradise. Returning home to cold train rides back to the ghetto. To 14th and Federal. there were no 2 parent homes where I grew up so these days being a family man I tend 2 screw up If I was told I cant, I found ways I could. Every time I was told I shouldnt, I knew that I would. mama would often yell at me -("why can't you just be normal?")- when, normally being good never felt good but being bad feels so well, Even b4 I got the fam kicked out Catholic school, they used to dam me 2 hell But who could u blame Just a cute chocolate kid with a religious name. no matter daily ass-whooping came. And went Like sunshine before thundering rain. Learned everything has a price and some body always pays. -("with time!, with money! or pain!.")- There's always a price to pay, either time, money, or pain. So smiling when you hurt confuses people, Compared to what I'm living through, it's easier to explain. Watching moms carry the weight on her shoulder Learning to fight just by looking at her bolder Hunger was constant but never could stop us She was the captain and she was the compass A mother's vision of what I should be A gentle protector but wild and free No guiding hand from a masculine figure Just her resilience that made my soul bigger I was a sponge in her ocean of grit Learning the fire before I could sit [2x,CHORUS] Built from her vision of what makes a man A boy who barely knows his dad ,he's doing all he can Big homies and O.G.'s taught him the four-point stance. his only power is choice if he wants a fighting chance. watch and learn or do the same old song and dance seen death so many times dying is no longer scary . learn feelings, People, places & situations, all temporary. Broken promises, disappointment, and trauma are uncomfortably familiar to me. alone is the only home I know, alone is the only home I know, alone is the only home I know [VERSE 2] as we lie , telling boys men don't cry, like I didnt barley survive I'm barley alive, I'm barely alive as I self-medicate massive amounts of Mary Jane when I need to take a breath. Faking a reality, manifesting a miracle harder than death. The hunger she taught me to always ignore keep it pushing no matter how broken or sore Being told I would never have kids. was like it is what it is ,Sold my soul to the road. Now I'm a father. its a parent, I guess, I was trained not loved by my parents .don't stress So I'm a fatherless father, My wife wants me to be this picture-perfect person from a dream I never had. From my younger days, I started getting money instead of being sad. Shifted gears fast. Trying not to be a victim of the system or caught up with concerns of my past. Thought this phase of life would slow me down, but all it did was hit the gas. I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a 8 ball in my pocket and whiskey in my flask. You call me party, they call me dad. Which one wears the mask? I m the blueprint of how you should and shouldn't do it Her idea of manhood and what it takes to be a man is where I began A hollow heart of a warrior cant trust any hand my Friends in the psych ward say I'm really psycho for trying to break the cycle. [CHORUS] Built from her vision of what makes a man A boy barely knows his dad ,he's doing all he can Big homies and O.G.'s taught him the four-point stance. his only power is choice if he wants a fighting chance. watch and learn or do the same old song and dance seen death so many times dying is no longer scary . learn feelings, People, places & situations, all temporary. Broken promises, disappointment, and trauma are uncomfortably familiar to me. is the only home I known, a broken home is the only home Ive ever known, [OUTRO] No blueprint, no guides, just scares, and learning from everyone's mistakes, mine included partyhustle villain squad
