My life

Verse 1]

Yo, I was thirteen and struck a match to light up a joint i had hidden in the back

Feelin’ grown, feelin’ numb, but I was under attack

Mama cryin’, school lyin’, said I had potential

But I was zoned out, bones out, mental like a rental

Then came the pills — blue bars, oxy in the drawer

Poppin’ Percs just to function, I ain’t feelin’ anymore

Fake smiles in the mirror, heart cold, eyes blank

Every friend a new dealer, every hug another shank

Morgan was the light, man, she laughed through the dark

We was ridin’ through the night when the devil left his mark

Then she died, metal twisted, blood smeared on the dash

And the town looked at us like we lit up the crash

They all see a fiend, they don’t see the fight

They don’t see the work when I’m up every night

Tryna be the best, chef flames in my chest

While I’m burnin’ down the hurt I ain’t never confessed

I been climbin’ from the bottom but they stuck on my knees

I’m buildin’ a better me — but nobody sees

Now it’s whispers when I walk, guilt stuck in my spine

“Wasn’t that the kid with Morgan?” — yeah, that line

Can’t go nowhere, can’t breathe, paranoia in my sheets

Every eye a knife, every rumor another beat

Started crushin’ Adderall, mixed it with the white

Cocaine like a savior when the pain gettin’ tight

Shut down the world, closed curtains on my soul

Friends turned shadows, heart turned cold

Wasn’t tryna party — I was tryna forget

That night, that crash, that stupid silhouette

Of a future we had — turned to chalk on a street

And my name on their tongue like I handed her the seat

They all see a fiend, they don’t see the fight

They don’t see the work when I’m up every night

Tryna be the best, chef flames in my chest

While I’m burnin’ down the hurt I ain’t never confessed

I been climbin’ from the bottom but they stuck on my knees

I’m buildin’ a better me — but nobody sees

Now it’s sixteen-hour shifts, knives dance in my grip

I’m sautéin’ my trauma, but they call it a script

Say I’m lost in addiction, I’m just lost in the heat

Tryna flavor my purpose, but they saltin’ defeat

People left, doors closed, thought I sold my soul

But I was buildin’ a temple from the pieces they stole

I don’t want their pity, I want peace in my skin

But they judge me by the needle they thought I put in

Truth is — I been clean, but the rumors ain’t

They want a villain not a victim who just won’t faint

So I drown in my craft, no applause, no crowd

Just a boy in a kitchen screamin’ quiet but loud

They all see a fiend, they don’t see the fight

They don’t see the work when I’m up every night

Tryna be the best, chef flames in my chest

While I’m burnin’ down the hurt I ain’t never confessed

I been climbin’ from the bottom but they stuck on my knees

I’m buildin’ a better me — but nobody sees