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lirik lagu project 7 – prod. tedrbeast

wrapped in my sh*ll, sitting in a motel
‘quila floods the room, with that potent liquor smell
crying cause my girl won’t pick up her cell
probably f*ckin’ w a dude named miguel
something ‘long the lines of alcoholic heartbreak
sitting on a road pounding beers in some sp*rs* shade
scr*pping pennies like my momma on the pavement roadway
the pain keeps coming back, but the percs just come my way
sippin lean, like some punch on a monday
check the pantry, see its empty, hide or runaway
shameful rap todays got us faking pain
or maybe just me, guess we dont play the same games
cause that sh*ts not real that’s not how i feel
it’s a false interpretation of my own ordeals
i never had a struggle for my meals or automobiles
just conceal, avoid emotion healing or reveals
how can i relate these rhymes when noone i relate to
talentless enough to suck at even trying fake moves
i might have the passion yet not enough to hate you
i’ll just spit some bars without knowing i relate to you
see that’s the issue, i have with making some impressive
gotta rap your rhymes with your soul behind the message
but i lose my soul, i feel too young to preach the lesson
i write the art delete the bars then fall into depression
but it turns me to aggression
drug abuse i lose control and blamed it on the session
driving home alone and high got me second guessing
should i quit or shouldn’t test it
could you ask another question help me ease a brothers tension
could you take me back, back before i was a man
literally a little me only want to be a man
give it time you’ll understand, little xan
you’ll grow to be adult so be a child for as long as you can
before my world in politics when my joy was lego bricks
and making forts of sticks, tin in the pennsylvania sticks
when my only care were kicks, and only jokes were the sh*ts
i was the sh*t back in my elementary christian bits

await my first heartbreak, followed by its stitches
i call it growth, my therapist just sits and dismisses
while i reminisce ’bout the harder times without our riches
when our meals were hearty warm pb pickle sandwhiches
and eating sickly sections off a block of mild cheddar
till my dad assessed his life, his debtors, his wife regret her
serve him with a letter, down the liquor, marriage in the shredder
take me back before the split the noise was so much better
the yelling from my mom and dad i know i’m gonna miss it
even though i waste my b*day wishes tryna fix it
a family’s just a group of broken pieces in a mixer
if my sisters pass, then i will pass, the only one that listened
wrapped in my sh*ll like a b*tterfly from h*ll
livin’ through this drama, pray my scars heal well
i’m a side character a movie wouldn’t sell
the trauma and backstory got me rapping out my sh*ll

i’m grateful for my moms and my pops and my siblings
i’m grateful for my dogs and my grandpa for fishing
my friends put joy behind my thoughts without them it’d be crippling
i’m thankful for them all since the very beginning
i’m grateful for every birthday, christmas, thanksgiving
spending them with you’s been a god*mn blessing
scorch the earth for you if you wound up missing
i thank you all for taking time, sitting and listening

the yelling from my mom and dad i know i’m gonna miss it
even though i waste my b*day wishes tryna fix it
a family’s just a group of broken pieces in a mixer
if my sisters pass, then i will pass, the only one that listened
wrapped in my sh*ll like a b*tterfly from h*ll
livin’ through this drama, pray my scars heal well
i’m a side character a movie wouldn’t sell
the trauma and backstory got me rapping out my sh*ll
nah, f*ck that

- prod tedrbeast

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