Verse 1]
Animosity within one’s soul, I breed it
I’m not like the others, all conceited
It’s time to stop playin'
Before you’re found not breathin’
And your family is left in despair
Crying and screaming
While the opposition is looking
At your death as an achievement
Yeah, this world’ll eat you alive
And then post the plate
A hundred likes on your grave
While your people just pray
I been walkin' through the fire
With my mind in decay
Still, I carry all this trauma
Like it's part of my fate
[Hook]
A product of pain, I never asked for this war
But they knockin' at the door
Like I ain't been here before
Heart cold, soul torn, mind stuck in the trenches
Tryna make peace
But I keep burning my bridges
Can’t sleep, got the reaper in my ear when I rest
Sayin’ “you ain’t nothin’ special, just a name on a vest”
So I lace up my pride and I sharpen my blade
If they want my downfall
They gon’ dig their own grave
[Verse 2]
These streets never love you, they just teach you to bleed
Where the killers get praise
And the prophets get deceived
Where a child learns hate
Before he learns how to read
And a young girl’s worth
Tied to filters and speed
I seen angels turn to demons
Tryna make some bread
And good men do bad things
Just to keep their fam fed
You don’t know about the nights
I had to pray with a Glock
Talkin' to God like,
“Tell me when this bullshit stops”
[Bridge – Spoken w/ background adlibs]
You ever seen your homie layin’ stiff in the street?
Mama scream so loud you feel it deep in your teeth?
You ever question who you are
When you look in the mirror
And see a stranger holdin’ pain
That just keeps gettin' clearer?
[Hook – Repeat]
A product of pain, I never asked for this war
But they knockin' at the door
Like I ain't been here before
Heart cold, soul torn, mind stuck in the trenches
Tryna make peace
But I keep burning my bridges
Can’t sleep, got the reaper in my ear when I rest
Sayin’ “you ain’t nothin’ special, just a name on a vest”
So I lace up my pride and I sharpen my blade
If they want my downfall
They gon’ dig their own grave
[Outro – Soft vocal tone]
So I breathe through the hate, write lines in the dark
Every bar is a scar, every verse is a spark
I ain't here to glorify, just to testify real
'Cause the weight on my chest
Taught me how not to kneel
Animosity ain't just a word, it's a state
And I carry it daily
While I wrestle with fate
