Track · Feb 11, 2026 · English

Black Sheep Breadwinner

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2:49

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Last born

First up

Whole house

On my back, huh (yeah)

[Verse 1]

Last key on the chain, still open the door

Baby boy, but they treat me like I’m forty or more

Uncles talk heavy while they sleep on the couch

I’m the one paying lights, they the ones runnin’ they mouth

I’m the spare tire rollin’ till the gas run dry

Whole fam in the truck, I’m the one that can’t cry

Mama pour prayers, I pour sweat on the stove

Turn these late bills into paid-in-full, woah

[Chorus]

I’m the black sheep countin’ all this wool

Turnin’ all this pressure into pockets full

Feedin’ everybody from an empty plate

Last in the line with the heaviest weight

I’m the black sheep, yeah, but I still lead

Plantin’ whole fields from a cracked-up seed

They don’t see the storm that I hold inside

Youngest in the house with the grown man pride (yeah)

[Verse 2]

I’m a scarecrow standin’ in a field of kin

Keep the birds off they blessings while they peck my skin

I’m a rusted gate holdin’ up this land

Hinge all broken but I still don’t bend

They toast my name when the rent get saved

Next week act strange like I ain’t just slaved

I’m the last match burnin’ in a blackout night

Light they path up while they shade my light

[Chorus]

I’m the black sheep countin’ all this wool

Turnin’ all this pressure into pockets full

Feedin’ everybody from an empty plate

Last in the line with the heaviest weight

I’m the black sheep, yeah, but I still lead

Plantin’ whole fields from a cracked-up seed

They don’t see the storm that I hold inside

Youngest in the house with the grown man pride (young king)

[Bridge]

I’m the cracked cup still holdin’ the rain (hold it)

I’m the book spine carryin’ the pain

I’m the lone star hangin’ in the dirt-road sky

Guide ‘em all home, then they pass me by (yeah)

[Chorus]

I’m the black sheep countin’ all this wool

Turnin’ all this pressure into pockets full

Feedin’ everybody from an empty plate

Last in the line with the heaviest weight

I’m the black sheep, yeah, but I still lead

Plantin’ whole fields from a cracked-up seed

They don’t see the storm that I hold inside

Youngest in the house with the grown man pride (youngest)

Youngest in the house with the grown man pride (for real)

Style

rapmoody southern trap beat with swung hi-hatswoozy guitar sampleand deep 808s; male vocals half-melodichalf-raspy rap. verses stay intimate and confessionalhook opens up with stacked harmonies and a churchy organ pad. ad-libs and drops emphasize punchlineslast chorus rides out with filtered drums and a vocal chop.

Prompt

rap about being they youngest boy in the family and i have to provide for everyone and still i feel like the black sheep of the family so i use metaphors to express myself on a southern beat, male

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HbKeed

GeneratedFeb 11, 2026

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