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[Intro]
Phone alarm, coffee cold, shoes by the door
Another day asking what I’m running for
[Verse 1]
Clock in at sunrise, clock out after dark
Two sets of keys and a pressure in my heart
Lunch in a paper bag, dreams in a folder
Trying to carry tomorrow before it gets closer
My wife says, “You’re here,” but I’m somewhere ahead
Counting every bill while she’s fixing the bed
My son puts his hand in mine, says, “Dad, come play”
I smile, then I promise him I’ll make time someday
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody tells me I’m doing enough
But enough feels small when the road gets rough
I got love in this house, got a reason to fight
So why does the finish keep moving at night?
[Chorus]
I’m running on empty with my foot on the gas
Trying to build a future while I’m stuck in the past
Got a wife, got a son, got a whole lot of love
Still I look in the mirror like I’m not coming up
I give every piece till there’s nothing to spare
Say I’m almost there, but I’m never quite there
If I’m blessed, why’s the weight still breaking my back?
I’m scared I’m failing everybody while I’m giving all I have
[Verse 2]
Second job, fluorescent lights, twelve-hour shift
Every little paycheck feels like a sinking ship
Boss wants more, landlord wants more, time wants more
I’m measuring my life by the lock on the front door
Missed one school picture, missed two dinners late
Told my son that I’m proud, tried to hide the weight
He don’t need a hero, just a dad who stays
That truth hits harder than the bills I face
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear “keep going” from the people I trust
But some days hope feels like a bill marked “past due”
I got love in this house, got a reason to fight
Still I question my worth when I turn out the light
[Chorus]
I’m running on empty with my foot on the gas
Trying to build a future while I’m stuck in the past
Got a wife, got a son, got a whole lot of love
Still I look in the mirror like I’m not coming up
I give every piece till there’s nothing to spare
Say I’m almost there, but I’m never quite there
If I’m blessed, why’s the weight still breaking my back?
I’m scared I’m failing everybody while I’m giving all I have
[Bridge]
Maybe getting there ain’t a place on a map
Maybe it’s the small hands reaching when I get back
Maybe it’s my wife seeing the fear I conceal
Saying, “You don’t have to earn what we already feel”
I’m still tired, still broke, still chasing that door
But I’m not alone like I thought before
[Final Chorus]
I’m running on empty, but I’m still in the race
There’s a little boy smiling with my tired face
Got a wife, got a son, got a whole lot of love
Maybe that’s the proof that I’m not giving up
I give every piece, but I’m learning to care
For the man in the mirror who got everybody there
I may not be there yet, but I’m making this track
One more shift, one more mile, and I’m not turning back
[Outro]
Phone alarm, coffee cold, shoes by the door
I’m still here, still fighting, still asking for more
Details
GeneratedSep 11, 2026
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
High-energy introspective trap rap, 148 BPM feel, minor-key piano loop, punchy kick and crisp snare, rolling hi-hats, deep controlled 808 bass, tense verse drums that lift into a wide anthemic hook, gritty close-mic male rap with urgent conviction, occasional melodic hook, polished modern mix with vocal grit and clear low end
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Limitless_Crossover
Limitless_CrossoverModelAria v6
Prompt
A rap song but also kinda depressing but pumed up also about how i work two jobs and do my best but feel like im failing. I have a wife a son and a lot who care about me but why cant i get there
