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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Hole in my hoodie
Holes in the wall
Sirens at bedtime
Name on a file
[Verse 1]
First crib had shouting instead of lullabies
Ashtrays on the table, broken glass in our eyes
Mama on the mattress, saying everything’s fine
But the fridge had echoes, not a thing inside
Fists through doors, I read the cracks like lines in a hand
Trying to guess if tomorrow was gonna land
Hide-and-seek under beds from the people I knew
Counting down in the dark till the yelling was through
[Chorus]
This is the house that held me
Not the one I came from, the one that saved me
From the nights when a plate could turn to shrapnel
From the days I learned fear before I learned to babble
This is the house that held me (held me)
With a porch light on like it really meant “welcome”
Yeah, I came from the fire and the smoke, it burned me
But love built a room and a roof that returned me
[Verse 2]
Caseworker car ride, trash bag full of clothes
Old sneakers, one picture, that’s all I chose
Streetlights passing like questions I couldn’t ask
“Why me? Why this?” just a kid in the back
Pulled up to a doorway, paint chipped but bright
Lady with tired eyes, smile warm as light
Man with a nervous joke just to make me laugh
“Hope you like cereal, we kinda overstocked on that” (heh)
New bed, clean sheets, my name on the door
Felt strange just to not flinch at a creaking floor
Dinner at a table where the voices stayed low
Only raised for a blessing, not a blow
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
I still jump when I hear a plate clatter
Still freeze when keys jangle too fast
But here, when I shout, they answer, “What’s the matter?”
Not “Where you been?” or “You won’t last”
[full voice]
Scars don’t vanish, they fade and they teach
We don’t forget, we just grow out of reach
Of the hands that hurt, of the nights that broke
We learn new language that’s softer than smoke
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration2:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody storytelling rap with male vocals over sparse piano and warm bass, subtle trap percussion. Verses close and confessional, almost spoken, with intimate doubles on key words. Chorus opens into melodic rap, layered harmonies on the title line and a lifted drum pattern. Gentle pads and distant vocal chops swell in the bridge to feel like memories flooding back, then strip back to piano and kick for the final hook., male vocals
Credits
Prompt bytyreece
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Make a song about troubles growing up and facing violence as a kid and being in a loving foster home, rap male singer
