Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Broke nights, dinner skipped, coffee cans of spare change,
Empty fridge, hopes caged, hunger pains rearranged.
Hand-me-downs with holes, dreams buried, deep ravines,
Citrus County haze where struggle's planted seeds unseen.
[Chorus]
White trash soil, roots digging underground,
Foundation forged in dirt, where no blessings found.
Eat or don’t, scraps cooked under sunset’s hue,
Who I am today 'cause of what I pushed through.
[Verse 2]
Trailer homes creakin’, floors moan under weight,
Whispers of a future, broken clocks dictate fate.
Busted screen doors sing harmony with the cries,
Mama prayed but faith ran dry under orange skies.
[Bridge]
Stormy nights, window rattles, hold it down,
Father’s absence filled the chair, ghosts spun 'round.
Made it out alive where pain's the only teacher,
Citrus County clergy, the preacher got weaker.
[Chorus]
White trash soil, roots digging underground,
Foundation forged in dirt, where no blessings found.
Eat or don’t, scraps cooked under sunset’s hue,
Who I am today 'cause of what I pushed through.
[Verse 3]
Stomachs howlin', dogs tangled in barbed chains,
Lawn stripped bare, desires dried up in veins.
Hustle’s anthem echoed louder through the pines,
Picking fruit off lies to survive on bitter lines.
Style
emotionalhard rapmale vocalsdarkrap
Prompt
A very emotional, dark and hard rap song about growing up white trash in citrus county and we were lucky to even have dinner some days put that's what made me who I am today, male, rap
Credits
Prompt by
Painkiller
PainkillerGeneratedApr 22, 2025
ModelAria v4
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