[Intro] [Heavy electric guitar riff. Sound of a door slamming and boys yelling. Trap beat drops hard.] Yeah. Welcome to my castle. Watch your step. Let's go. [Verse 1 - Rap] Let’s take it back to where the chaos started. Hayden and Ryan, yeah, the waters parted. Eighteen months apart, back-to-back trouble. Every single diaper, every cry was double. It sounded like a war zone, sounded like a fight. Wrestling in the hallway, morning, noon, and night. I was drowning in the noise, drowning in the mud. But that bond is thicker than water... it's blood. (Yeah, it's blood.) [Chorus - Sung] [Big, Stomp-Clap Beat. Powerful.] I don’t need a King sitting on the throne! I’m busy raising THREE of my own! Welcome to the KINGDOM OF NOISE! Just a single mom raising her boys! It’s loud, it’s wild, it’s a beautiful mess! Put the "S" on my chest, yeah, I’m dealing with stress! But I wouldn't trade a single day. Raising Kings... doing it my way. [Hook] [Crowd Chant] Boy Mom! (Hands up!) Boy Mom! (Tough love!) We building an empire! (Straight out of the fire!) Boy Mom! (Stand up!) Boy Mom! (Don't give up!) We building an empire! [Verse 2 - Rap] Fast forward to now, yeah, we hit November. A month of birthdays I barely remember! Sixteen and Seven, yeah, they growing up fast. Praying that the groceries and the patience last. Ryan’s wanting keys, Dominic’s wanting toys. It’s a different kind of loud with these teenage boys. From 18 months apart to standing tall. I’m the referee, the coach, and the law for 'em all. I hold the line. I pay the bill. And I love 'em with a love that could kill. [Chorus -Sung Anthem] I don’t need a King sitting on the throne! I’m busy raising THREE of my own! Welcome to the KINGDOM OF NOISE! Just a single mom raising her boys! Raising Kings... doing it my way. [Hook] [Chant] Boy Mom! (Hands up!) Boy Mom! (Tough love!) We building an empire! (Straight out of the fire!) Boy Mom! (Stand up!) Boy Mom! (Don't give up!) We building an empire! [Verse 3 -Rap] [Beat gets heavier. Aggressive flow.] They say a man's supposed to lead the house. But I'm the lioness, I ain't the mouse. I fix the cuts, I check the tires, I preach the Word. The strongest voice that they have ever heard. Hayden, Ryan, Dom—yeah, I see the men they'll be. Strong and respectful, 'cause they learned it from me. So keep your pity, I don't need your doubt. I'm raising three Kings, and we working it out! [Bridge] [Guitar Solo shreds. High Energy.] I taught 'em how to walk! I taught 'em how to pray! I taught 'em how to treat a woman one day! They might drive me crazy! They might drive me mad! But I’m the best Mom-Dad that they ever had! (Yeah!) [Final Chorus] I don’t need a King sitting on the throne! I’m busy raising THREE of my own! Welcome to the KINGDOM OF NOISE! Just a single mom raising her boys! Raising Kings! [Outro] [Beat fades. Sound of a deep sigh.] Hayden. Ryan. Dom. My three Kings. (Spoken, laughing) Take the trash out. (Song ends)

Raising Kings (Kingdom of Noise)