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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wrinkles on my face, wisdom in my veins,
Old head sittin' here countin' up the pain.
Sixteen, see me, hoodie hangin' loose,
Eyes wild, dreams big, pockets with no juice.
Boy, you reckless, chasin' shadows in the dark,
Fists balled tight, tryna leave a mark.
Fifty now, I seen what them fists did,
Bruises on my soul, scars on my kid.
[Chorus]
If I could talk to me, what would I say?
Would I turn left or still walk this way?
Time don’t rewind, but the truth gon’ stay—
The man I am met the boy I made.
[Verse 2]
Sixteen speaks, "You don’t know my grind,
Dreams on my back, world pressin’ my spine."
"Who you tryna be, old man, with your shame?
Sittin' here regretful, but you played the same game."
I said, "Boy, listen, I been down them roads,
Chasin' quick highs, left my heart ice-cold."
"You think you invincible, bulletproof soul,
But time don’t forgive, it just swallows you whole."
[Prechorus]
He said, "Would you change it, undo the fight?
Would you give up the struggle, the hunger, the night?"
I said, "Nah, lil' me, pain built my throne,
But I’d tell you to love before you end up alone."
Details
GeneratedSep 24, 2025
Duration2:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
dirty south, deep, trap beat with heavy 808s and atmospheric synths, storytelling, rap, dirty south rap, gritty
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419ModelAria v4
Prompt
Creat me a dirty south rap that's deep ass hell about me in my 50's have a conversation with his 16 year old self with Each other about the choices they made and if they could change the past
