

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] He don’t do for his kid Still bragging like he did though Told me he hate my life Like I ain’t keep his sins low Child support hit his check Now he sayin’ I’m the issue But I was up late nights Wiping tears with a tissue He talk crazy to my baby Raising voice at a four-year-old? He a clown in a man suit Heart empty Soul so cold Run around town Burning bodies Bragging on who he just hit Whole time Little girl waiting For a daddy that don’t exist [Chorus] You a deadbeat Say it with my chest (yeah) You ain’t break me I cleaned up your mess I’m the one who stayed when it got bad I’m the mom and the dad that she never had I’m the one who loves her when you fade I’m the shelter when the sky turns gray You can keep your lies and your red flags I’m the mom and the dad that she never had (yeah) [Verse 2] You blame court for your pockets But you spent that on a new fling Fake gold ‘round your neck Couldn’t buy your child a mood ring Post pics for attention Never show up for the hard days I’m counting every small win You counting who you just played So when you ask “Who gone help you?” Look in the mirror It ain’t you I been helping me and her Way before you came through We gon’ laugh We gon’ glow While you chase your next crash We ain’t waiting at your doorstep We too busy building back [Chorus] You a deadbeat Say it with my chest (hey) You ain’t break me I cleaned up your mess I’m the one who stayed when it got bad I’m the mom and the dad that she never had I’m the one who loves her when you fade I’m the shelter when the sky turns gray You can keep your lies and your red flags I’m the mom and the dad that she never had (oh yeah)
Tags
Trap-soul/R&B ballad with female vocals over moody piano and spacious 808s, close-mic intimate tone. Verse sits in a confessional pocket; hook explodes with stacked harmonies and pitched ad-libs. Subby bass and sparse percussion leave space for raw storytelling; final chorus adds airy pads and octave-doubled lead to lift the emotion.
2:51
No
4/4/2026