A grandmother’s disgrace

(Verse 1)

You wore the title of matriarch, a crown made of stone,

While you plotted to strip away all that we owned.

It wasn't a mistake, it wasn't a slip—

It was a calculated poison you let slow-drip.

You watched my hands blister, you saw what I spent,

To give them a life, a home, and a cent.

But you made me get into the car, drive to the bank

And give you the money that supposedly you thought was yours.

You didn't just take what I earned with my sweat,

You took it with malice I will never forget.

(Chorus)

You cheated, you stole, you divided the bread,

And left bitter ashes for my children instead.

How deep does the rot go inside of your soul,

To look at your grandkids and take the whole bowl?

You bled them right dry of the safety they knew,

To line up the pockets of you and Andrew and your whole fucking family.

(Verse 2)

The betrayal is heavy, it cuts to the bone,

How a grandmother leaves her own blood so alone.

You looked at their faces, so innocent and bright,

And stole from their futures in the dead of the night.

You cheated a mother who was fighting to stand,

By slipping the keys to a thief in the land.

Every dollar you pocketed, every lie that you spun,

Was a weapon you aimed at my daughter and son.

You tore down their shelter, you emptied their plate,

And sealed up your legacy in cold, heavy hate.

(Verse 3)

You stood there and lied, look right in my eyes,

Covering up your greed with a holy disguise.

You swore that the money was for something good,

To help build a future like a grandmother should.

But the truth always comes out from under the dark—

You took all that cash to a bright neon spark.

You drove to casino, you walked through the doors,

And threw down our lives on those flashing green floors.

You gambled away what my kids truly need,

Chasing a high off a family's bleed.

(Bridge)

Does it burn when you touch it? The money you took?

Does it scream out their names every time that you look?

You traded their laughter, their comfort, their peace,

For a temporary greed that will never decrease.

You’re a thief in a con, a wolf in the fold,

The coldest collaborator that’s ever been told.

(Chorus)

You cheated, you stole, you divided the bread,

And left bitter ashes for my children instead.

How deep does the rot go inside of your soul,

To look at your grandkids and take the whole bowl?

You bled them right dry of the safety they knew,

To line up the pockets of you and Andrew and your whole fucking family.

(Outro)

So hold tight to that money, let it choke out your name,

Let it drown you in shadow and cover you in shame.

My kids will rise higher than the depths of your greed,

Surrounded by the honest, fierce love that they need.

You left us with nothing, but we’re breaking the chain—

While you sit alone with the weight of their pain.