

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah, I showed up with my guard up Two bags, old scars, tryna act tough Heard stories, different houses, different rules New ring on my dad, I’m feeling like a fool Then the door cracked, you were right there Flower on your shirt, paint in your hair You said, “Come in, kid, this is your place” No fake smile, just a real face [Chorus] Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You turned all my broken pieces into someone Held me like I’d always been your own blood You the one I look up to, you the one I trust So thank you, Kim, for the love you gave You gave me more than a last name Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You my home, you my home, yeah, you my home [Verse 2] You learned my games, you learned my songs Sat front row when the notes went wrong Signed every paper, showed up on time Yelled my name ’til you lost your mind (hey!) You didn’t try to play my real mom’s part You just showed up, heart to heart “Call me Kim till you’re ready for more” Now I’m ready, I’m calling you much more [Chorus] Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You turned all my broken pieces into someone Held me like I’d always been your own blood You the one I look up to, you the one I trust So thank you, Kim, for the love you gave You gave me more than a last name Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You my home, you my home, yeah, you my home [Bridge] Who stayed when I slammed doors? You Who prayed when I lost course? You When I say “Mom” in my head now, that’s you That’s you, that’s you (oh yeah) [Chorus] Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You turned all my broken pieces into someone Held me like I’d always been your own blood You the one I look up to, you the one I trust So thank you, Kim, for the love you gave You gave me more than a last name Kim, you ain’t just my stepmom, you my day-one You my home, you my home, yeah, you my home
Tags
rap, Gritty rap-rock beat with crunchy guitars and roomy, hard-hitting drums; verses spit tight, emotional bars that lock in with palm-muted riffs, chorus opens into big, shout-along melodies with stacked gang vocals. Mid-tempo stomp, bass glued to the kick, male vocals that flip between earnest rap and soaring rock hooks, subtle octave harmonies on the title line to make it stadium-ready., rap rock
2:40
No
4/2/2026