

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hand-me-down shirt Name in the dirt Family photos on the wall I'm cropped out, hurt Kitchen table talk I'm the subject they avoid Every question that they ask Feels like proof I'm just a void You said, "Why can't you Be more like your brother?" So I learned to love the dark More than any kind of mother [Chorus] I'm the black sheep child, yeah, the one you hide You don't say my name when your friends drop by You clap for them, but you stare through me Turn my wins into "we'll see" I'm the black sheep child, bruised but loud If you never felt me, you don't get me now You never were proud, never were proud of me So I'll be proud for the both of us, finally [Verse 2] Report cards, late calls You only spoke when I slipped Never hugged me when I passed Only grabbed me when I tripped Birthday cake, plastic smiles You were scrolling through your phone How you got a house that full But your kid feels this alone? You said, "You'll regret All the ways you waste your time" Funny how the only thing I lost Was the hope you'd change your mind [Chorus] I'm the black sheep child, yeah, the one you hide You don't say my name when your friends drop by You clap for them, but you stare through me Turn my wins into "we'll see" I'm the black sheep child, bruised but loud If you never felt me, you don't get me now You never were proud, never were proud of me So I'll be proud for the both of us, finally [Bridge] Maybe I'm the curse you claim Or maybe I'm the mirror, same Maybe all this shame you threw Was the part you hate in you (yeah) So keep the house, keep the frame Keep pretending I'm to blame I'll keep my scars, keep my truth 'Cause I built a life outside of you [Chorus] I'm the black sheep child, watch me cut these ties Turn that quiet pain into battle cries You clap for them, but you stare through me I don't live for what you see I'm the black sheep child, bruised but loud I was never yours to measure or disavow You never were proud, never were proud of me But I'm still here, and that's enough for me
Tags
rap, Moody rap-rock hybrid with male vocals; clean, melancholic guitar over dusty drums in the verses, 808-weighted low end. Choruses explode with distorted power chords, layered shouts, and a gritty, strained top-line. Subtle reversed guitar swells and filtered delays between sections to heighten tension and release., sad, rock
3:14
No
2/20/2026