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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Parklea
You weren’t there
[Verse 1]
Did my time in Parklea
Four grey walls, one bunk, that’s me
Mama cried on the line, call dropped
Staring at the cracked paint, jaw locked
Kettle in the corner, rolled up socks
Shivs in the mattress, eyes on locks
COs walking past like I’m not there
Whole pod smell like bleach and despair
No visits on a Sunday
Seat 13 empty in the runway
Kept my chin up, chest tight
But my guts turned acid every night
[Chorus]
Prison time went slow, mind went crazy
Every tick of that clock tried to break me
You ain’t show up, now you say you know me? (yeah right)
I became a monster, cell raised me
Prison time went slow, brain got darker
Heart turned stone, voice got harder
You ain’t show up, now you say you love me? (too late)
I became a monster, Parklea started
[Verse 2]
My girl never showed up, not once
Name on the list, blank, that’s us
Heard she hit the club, new crush
While I’m eating cold mash in a paper cup
Whole wing laughing, “she’s gone, bro”
I just stared through the glass, ice cold
Scratched her name off my palm with my teeth
Spit blood on the floor, felt free, felt beast
Push-ups ‘til my knuckles split
Shadow box tiles, plotting every hit
Judge took years, she took trust
So I buried that boy in the yard with the dust
[Chorus]
Prison time went slow, mind went crazy
Every tick of that clock tried to break me
You ain’t show up, now you say you know me? (nah)
I became a monster, cell raised me
Prison time went slow, brain got darker
Heart turned stone, voice got harder
You ain’t show up, now you say you love me? (too late)
I became a monster, Parklea started
[Bridge]
Now you ring my phone, say you changed
Where were you when they locked these chains?
Where were you when mum screamed my name?
When the guards walked past, when I shook in the rain?
I did that stretch in a cage, alone (alone)
Turned this rage into sharpened bone (shh)
You want that old me? He gone, he dead
All that’s left is the beast in my head (yeah)
Details
GeneratedMar 16, 2026
Duration2:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive Australian drill energy with snarling male vocals; detuned bells over a menacing, minimal trap groove, thick sliding bass under tight, dry drums. Verses spit in double-time bursts, ad-libs echo wide. Hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and distorted layers; beat stutters and drops for impact on key punchlines. Dark, compressed mix that keeps the vocal right in your face., slow
Credits
Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331ModelAria v5
Prompt
Did my time in parklea correction mama cried phone calls dropped had no visitors my girl never showed up prison time went slow mind went crazy became a monster angry rap
