

Prompt / Lyrics
(Opening: Vinyl crackle + detuned piano) (Soft choir pad rising) Verse 1 (Introspective) Cardboard nights under broken lights Cold air cutting like it know my life Shopping cart dreams and a coat too thin Made a vow to survive, not fold within Now I got heat when December freeze Fridge full meals but my chest still bleed Every time I love, I attend a wake Feels like death take everything I embrace Plate full food but I barely taste Got a roof overhead, still feel displaced Prayed for better days, they came with loss Every blessing feel like it cost (808 enters) ⸻ Hook (Full drums hit) I got a roof over my head Food in my stomach, grief in my bed From the bottom of the barrel I rose But death still knocking at my door I’m fighting peace inside my brain Trying not to carry the blame Every time I heal, something gone Tell me why surviving feel wrong ⸻ Verse 2 (Technical flow) (Hi-hats double-time) Statistics said I wouldn’t breathe System pressure underneath Sleeping in stairwells, cold cement Now I pay rent but feel spent Friends in coffins, family graves Lost my dog, that pain don’t fade Used to hear paws run down the hall Now silence louder than it all Survivor’s guilt in my rib cage Every success feel misplaced If I called more, if I stayed Maybe things would’ve changed Therapist say it ain’t my fault But my mind still build that vault Trying to separate fate from me Trying to let that weight be free ⸻ Verse 3 (Raw, gritty) (Beat strips to 808 first 4 bars) I done slept with rats, now sleep with regret Got success in my hands but don’t feel blessed I ain’t scared of dying myself I’m scared of losing somebody else Every hug feel like goodbye Every sunrise feel like why But I’m still here, still breathing Still fighting what I’m feeling Came from mud, remember the taste Now I wash my hands, can’t wash fate Trying to forgive what I couldn’t save Trying to stand tall at every grave ⸻ Final Hook (Bigger energy) (Orchestral hits accent downbeats) I got a roof over my head Food in my stomach, grief in my bed From the bottom of the barrel I rose But death still knocking at my door I’m fighting peace inside my brain Trying not to carry the blame Every time I heal, something gone Still I survive, still move on (Outro: Piano fades alone)
Tags
Cinematic Hip-Hop, Dark Trap, Conscious Rap, Emotional, Heavy Bass, Deep, male
2:48
No
2/16/2026