Searching for a hero

Yeah…

This one’s for the streets, for the struggle…

For the nights you gotta hustle just to keep the roof over your head.

Grew up without a dad, felt the void in my chest,

Older brother on the pipe, chasing demons, no rest.

Speed to crystal, then heroin took his soul,

I was just a kid tryna find a piece to make me whole.

Looked for a role model, but there was none in sight,

Only older mates laughing, lighting up the night.

Weed in my hand, fights in my past,

Skipped school, got drunk, thinking life wouldn’t last.

I was searching for a hero, a light in the dark,

A hand to hold, something to spark.

But life hit hard, and I had to learn quick,

Had to grind for my family, had to make it stick.

Saw mum stressing bills, eyes tired, heart heavy,

Couldn’t watch her fall, I had to step up steady.

Dropped out young, streets became my classroom,

Teen selling weed just tryna keep the lights on and the rooms warm.

Late nights, cold corners, counting cash in my hand,

Every dollar I made kept my fam from the sand.

Mistakes were plenty, lessons came hard,

But survival was king, and I played my card.

I was searching for a hero, a light in the dark,

A hand to hold, something to spark.

But life hit hard, and I had to learn quick,

Had to grind for my family, had to make it stick.

No silver spoon, no hand to guide,

Just a young kid fighting the rising tide.

Stumbled, fell, but I kept moving on,

Kept my family safe, kept pushing till the dawn.

Some nights I cry, some nights I pray,

For the boy I was, lost in the fray.

But I survived, I’m still standing tall,

I carry the weight, I answer the call.

Life taught me pain, but it taught me love too,

Grit and hustle, I know what to do.

For my mum, for my kin, I’ll never fold,

Even when the nights are icy cold.

I was searching for a hero, a light in the dark,

A hand to hold, something to spark.

But life hit hard, and I had to learn quick,

Had to grind for my family, had to make it stick.