Track · Apr 17, 2026 · English

Story Of My Life

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3:39

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

[record scratch, crowd murmur]

Yeah

Story of my life

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[Verse 1]

Lunch line loner

Tray in my hand, eyes down on the tiles

Backpack ripped

Name in the stall, slurs written in piles

Teacher said “try harder”

I was just tryna dodge knives in the hallway

Bus route warzone

Went home, heard two TVs, two doorways

Mama on the couch

Daddy somewhere, new kids, new house

I learned early

Love walks out when the bills run out

Report card red like sirens

I stopped even tryna pretend

Dropped out, clocked in

Tattooed “never again” on my skin

[Chorus]

Story of my life, they said I’d die in the gutter (yeah)

Said I’d be nothin’, just a number in a folder (uh)

Now I make the ground shake every time that I come through (bounce)

Outcast, outlaw, still too real for your classroom

Story of my life, turned my scars into armor (hey!)

Every bruise, every charge made my hunger sharper

You can keep your gold star, keep your cap and gown too

I got ink on my record, I got truth in my tattoos

[Verse 2]

First charge, cold bars

Handcuffs tight, cold air in the squad car

Asked my name like a joke

Mugshot flash, I stared back hard

Probation, new station

Clocking cheap shifts on the night floor

Steel toes, sore bones

Still felt broke to the core

They laughed at my clothes

“Hand-me-down clown,” echo in the stairwell

Same ones hit my phone now

“Bro, you home now?” begging for a co-sign, oh well

I ain’t forget them lockers slamming on my face

I ain’t forget that birthday

No cake, just a court date

[Chorus]

Story of my life, they said I’d die in the gutter (yeah)

Said I’d be nothin’, just a number in a folder (skrrt)

Now I make the ground shake every time that I come through (bounce, bounce)

Outcast, outlaw, still too real for your classroom

Story of my life, turned my scars into armor (uh)

Every bruise, every charge made my hunger sharper

You can keep your gold star, keep your cap and gown too

I got ink on my record, I got truth in my tattoos

[Bridge]

Who you call a dropout?

I dropped out that box you built

Who you call a lost cause?

I’m the cause you feel that tilt

They wrote me off

Now they copy every slang that I talk in (talk in)

You did it for diplomas

I did it just to keep walkin’ (keep walkin’)

[Chorus]

Story of my life, they said I’d die in the gutter (yeah)

Said I’d be nothin’, just a number in a folder

Now I make the ground shake every time that I come through (come through)

Outcast, outlaw, still too real for your classroom

Story of my life, turned my scars into armor (hey!)

Every bruise, every charge made my hunger sharper

You can keep your gold star, keep your cap and gown too

I got ink on my record, I got truth in my tattoos (tattoos)

Style

raphard-hitting underground rap over bright bubblegum bass and snapping drumsmale vocals. verses spit fast with gritty bounce and dj cuts; chorus explodes with chant-style hooklayered shoutsand stuttered vocal chops. turntable scratches and arcade-like sound effects punctuate punchlineswith brief bass drops before the hook slams back in.hardcoreturntablismbounceunderground rap

Prompt

Story of my life, not fitting in, abused, grownup crime record, high school drop out, parents weren’t together, underground rap, hardcore, upbeat, bubblegum bass, bounce, sound effects, turntablism

Credits

Prompt by

KingDe4d

GeneratedApr 17, 2026

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