Verse 1: [Mads Veslelia]
Everybody talk about being real
But that is easy with no spike in the wheel
You write about staying high and then chill
You'll never know the f**ing price or what it's like to be billed
And gotta pay, for the life, you never ordered
And gotta stay in the crises, you never wanted
I wanna say, what it's like, to feel haunted
By mistakes that ain't mine, that I was born in
And I'm complaining, cause I'm ‘bout to burst
I believed in my mama, now she's back on the d**
After 20 f**ing years, thought she finally learned
She was doing just fine, then fell right back and it hurts
She got her first job, so proud of her name tag
A new start, new apartment, far up in a haystack
And we talk but the spark is fake, that's hard
And my trust, why the f** would you waste that?
Hook (x2): [Mads Veslelia]
Some people they will never know
And never ever understand what a broken home can do
I tried to keep it in, but that ain't me
Cause I was never meant to breath
Now I'm k**ing the beat, and that's it
Verse 2: [Mads Veslelia]
Yeah, yeah, I'm supposed to be dead
My daddy beat up my momma, for everything that she said
She was having a baby, and he was angry as hell
When she was blocking the stomach, then he was kicking the head
They call that double-murder attempt
Now he text me on my birthday, f**ing funny I think
Asking me stupid questions like, how I've been
Shut up, coward, never seen you, never will
I mean, I got a stepfather calling me son
Try to keep in touch with each other but he's always flat drunk
But I guess we all got problems that we're running from
Rappers keep throwing fire-crackers, I'm sitting on the bomb
But grandma, I'm thankful for what you did
I wanna get rich, just, to give you everything
But that ain't happening cause people, they feel
More about pop, rap, and swag, than I ever will
Hook (x2): [Mads Veslelia]
Some people they will never know
And never ever understand what a broken home can do
I tried to keep it in, but that ain't me
Cause I was never meant to breath
Now I'm k**ing the beat, and that's it
Verse 3: [Mads Veslelia]
Yeah, they tell me sign up for Idol
But I'm just dude, tryna k** for survival
So they will boo, when I spit at my rivals
Up in the finals with a rifle, and I'm shooting at vitals
Then I go viral
But I ain't got time for that sh**
Gotta take care of my mom and grandma
Better stay off my mind, I'm venom
Better be buff, cause I'ma phantom
Better adjust cause I don't change a thing, boy
Listen up, Roy, close it
But I got more on my list
My best homie keep it one f**ing hundred with pills
So when these corny rappers calling me a son of a b**h
There's no wonder why I snap, attack, cause I'm so sick
Of struggles, and I'm done being humble
I ain't the kid to push, I'm ready to rumble
I never beat around the bush, I'm kinda loco
Missing a knuckle, and now I got a beef with my own uncle
A dumb f**er you are, the way you treat my grandpa
Show respect, or I'ma f** you up
I know what you did to my mama
But I'ma save all the drama
Cause she has been through a lot now
Bridge: [Mads Veslelia]
Will this ever go away?
Same sh** just another day
Will I ever feel complete?
I don't think I'll ever be
Hook (x2): [Mads Veslelia]
Some people they will never know
And never ever understand what a broken home can do
I tried to keep it in, but that ain't me
Cause I was never meant to breath
Now I'm k**ing the beat, and that's it