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