Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Mm
Look
[Verse 1]
Mama worked late
I was raised by the static on the TV glow
Empty chair at the table
Whole childhood talkin' to a shadow they don't know
Punched walls till my knuckles split
'Cause the anger felt better than feelin' weak
Therapist ask what I'm mad at
I say "everything" and stare at my feet
Bad love, same script, different actress
I pick damage like a habit, then I panic
Say I’m fine, but I’m drownin' in the mattress
Dark thoughts circlin', flyin' like they vulture traffic
Scrollin' through my exes, I don't miss 'em, I miss me
Back before the trust broke, back before the sixth cheat
People say I'm distant, I don't let 'em sit deep
'Cause every time I open up, they leave with the best piece
[Chorus]
Raised myself in rage, I was
All this pain just caged, I was
Tryna turn my scars into stages, yeah
Turn my heartbreak into wages, yeah (woah)
Tired of losin', tired of losin'
Tired of drownin' in confusin'
If I don't learn to use it
All this hurt gon' use me
[Verse 2]
Pops called once, said he proud, then vanished
How you brag on a son you ain't never tried to manage?
I was thirteen, cryin' in a black hoodie
Swore I’d never be a ghost to my own family
Now I fear I’m the villain in my own script
Breakin' every heart that ever tried to hold this
Push 'em 'til they quit, then I say they fake quick
Really I'm afraid they gon' see I'm broken
Depression on my back like a book bag
Zip it up tight so they think that I look glad
If pain had a playlist, it's my whole past
Every track another time I snapped, did a toe-tag
But I been talkin' to my demons like "we callin' truce"
If I can't kill you, imma make you fuel
Every time they doubted me, that’s proof
I'ma stack every wound into a roof
[Chorus]
Raised myself in rage, I was
All this pain just caged, I was
Tryna turn my scars into stages, yeah
Turn my heartbreak into wages, yeah (hey)
Tired of losin', tired of losin'
Tired of drownin' in confusin'
If I don't learn to use it
All this hurt gon' use me
[Bridge]
I ain't perfect, but I'm present (present)
Still breathin', that's a blessin' (blessin')
If my past call, hit reject and
Let the future leave a message
I got anger, I got fear
But I got me, I'm still here
If love breaks, if friends disappear
I’m the one who gotta steer
[Chorus]
Raised myself in rage, I was
All this pain just caged, I was
Tryna turn my scars into stages, yeah
Turn my heartbreak into wages, yeah (woah)
Tired of losin', tired of losin'
Tired of drownin' in confusin'
If I don't learn to use it
All this hurt gon' use me
Style
rapdarkcinematic trap beat with detuned bellsfiltered keysand heavy 808 glide; verses sit in a tense double-time pocket with dry male vocalsad-libs tucked wide. hook explodes with layered chant-style backing vocals and a brighter synth pad to lift the emotion. occasional tape-stop drops before bar 1 of each chorus to spotlight the title linetight mix on the vocal to feel confessional and in-your-head.hip hopdeep
Prompt
Growing up without a father, depression, anger issues. Tired of struggling, going through bad break ups. A lot of pain built up deep ins, trying to control it, rap, trap, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
F10rah
F10rahGeneratedJan 27, 2026
ModelAria v5
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