Survivor

Came out the dirt, mud on my kicks,

Poverty hugged me tighter than a convict's grip.

Streetlights my lullaby, serenade of sirens,

Empty fridge dreams, had to hustle like lions.

Mama cried in shadows, no food on the stove,

Daddy a ghost, left his name and a heavy load.

My skin's tattooed in scars, each one a chapter,

Painkiller now, the suffering's master.

Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor,

From the ashes to the fire, a soul climbing higher.

Broke the chains, no longer a liar,

Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor.

Pills in my pocket, demons on the payroll,

Snorted dreams, crashed hard, woke in a cell cold.

Bars made of steel, but the mind's the real prison,

Told myself, "This ain't death, just a dark transition."

The block taught lessons, not a school in sight,

Math was ounces, grams, sold dreams by the night.

Now I write with the ink of redemption's pen,

Painkiller's here, born from the end.

Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor,

From the ashes to the fire, a soul climbing higher.

Broke the chains, no longer a liar,

Painkiller, yeah, a motherfucking survivor.