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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
“You should be more like—”
yeah, I’ve heard that line
Every dinner like a trial
I’m on borrowed time
Report card judge, bedroom cell
phone light under the sheet
You say you’re keeping me safe
but you don’t let me breathe
You think a bad grade
means I’m a bad kid
You think my headphones
mean I’m hiding things
You say “I know best”
point at every little flaw
But you don’t see the panic
sitting heavy in my jaw
[Chorus]
You don’t know everything
you just know how it felt for you
You say you’re disappointed
like I woke up just to fail you
You call it love, but it feels like chains
I’m not you, I’m not your pain
You don’t know everything
you just think that you do
[Verse 2]
You told me “don’t cry”
then asked why I’m cold
Took my trust, grounded it
’cause I came home late once, got scolded
You say “I gave you all this”
then throw it in my face
I never asked to carry
every dream you didn’t chase
You want “thank you” on command
“yes sir, yes ma’am”
But you never say “I’m sorry”
when you go too far again
You’re scrolling through my messages
like I’m gonna explode
Maybe if you’d listened
you would already know
[Chorus]
You don’t know everything
you just know how it felt for you
You say you’re disappointed
like I woke up just to fail you
You call it love, but it feels like chains
I’m not you, I’m not your pain
You don’t know everything
you just think that you do
[Bridge]
I get that you’re scared
I get that the world is rough
But yelling at my scars
doesn’t ever make me tough
Ask me what I’m thinking
not what I did wrong
If you wanna lead me
try hearing my song (yeah)
[Chorus]
You don’t know everything
you just know how it felt for you
You say you’re disappointed
like I woke up just to fail you
You call it love, but it feels like chains
I’m not you, I’m not your pain
You don’t know everything
you just think that you do
Details
GeneratedJan 26, 2026
Duration2:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody trap beat with sparse piano plucks and punchy 808s; verses in a tight, conversational flow, male vocals locked to the pocket. Hook opens up with doubled vocals and distant kid-choir hums for a bittersweet feel. Second half adds airy pads and extra ad-libs for emotional lift, then strips back to drums and voice for the last hook.
Credits
Prompt byNeo-SoulJam183
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A rap about how parents don’t know everything and they are always disappointed and strict, rap
