Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up reaching for a hug that ain’t there
Empty kitchen
Two plates
One chair
Used to crawl up on your lap, you’d fix my hair
Now it’s pictures on the wall, talking to the air
You the one that wiped my tears when I tripped
Now I’m crying in my sleeve, trying not to slip
Scrolling through my phone, hearing your old voice clips
Every “baby, it’s okay” got my chest ripped
[Chorus]
I miss my mom, this hurt don’t stop
Got all this love with nowhere to drop
We used to cuddle, now I hold my own arms tight
Trying to feel you in the middle of the night
I miss my mom, it’s hard right here
House feel full but you not here
Wish I could run back, lay on your chest
For one more minute in your arms, I’d give the rest
[Verse 2]
I remember Sunday shows on the couch
You’d laugh first, then tell me “hush your mouth” (hey)
You’d sneak snacks, say “don’t tell about that”
Now the silence in the room talk louder than rap tracks
Every little thing remind me of your touch
Folded towels, your sweater, all that stuff
People tell me “time heals,” I just nod
‘Cause they never watched they best friend go back to God
[Chorus]
I miss my mom, this hurt don’t stop
Got all this love with nowhere to drop
We used to cuddle, now I hold my own arms tight
Trying to feel you in the middle of the night
I miss my mom, it’s hard right here
House feel full but you not here
Wish I could run back, lay on your chest
For one more minute in your arms, I’d give the rest
Style
rapintimateslow-tempo rap over warmdusty piano and deepround bass. sparse trap-style drums leave room for a confessional male vocalwith subtle choir-like pads in the hook. verses are close-mic and conversational; chorus opens wider with stacked harmonies and a touch of plate reverb for emotional lift.sad
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Miss my mom. I feel Sad can’t see mom. I remember When use to cuddle. It's hard to Not having her here. My favorite genre of music is Rap.
Credits
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WaveyQueue789
WaveyQueue789GeneratedFeb 13, 2026
ModelAria v5
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