Yeah, it’s the cold truth from the depths of the struggle, Four queens waiting, my heart’s in a juggle, Confess to the vice, but the games are set up, Fentanyl claims, now the D.A. wanna disrupt.
I remember 3am, my youngest in my arms, Her sleepy eyes, my world′s calm in the storms, Mom′s cough, raspy dad′s steps, heavy and slow, Scrappy health, ticking clocks, time′s a foe.
They said confess everything, no time to lose, I gave up the meth, but the fentanyl′s the bruise, One bag mixed, now they paint me as the villain, D.A.′s cold shoulder, trust broken, no chilling.
They switch lanes, acting like I′m the snake, But I′m just a father trying to keep from the break.
Seventy months in shadows, but my soul′s still lit, Four daughters′ faces every night I commit, From the eighteen candles to the three-year-old grin, I′m fighting for life where the darkest sets in,
No money, no letters, just cold, stealing pain, But my love′s a wildfire, can′t be chained, They wanna bury me deep, but my roots run deep, I′m a rise, I′m a fight, even when they sleep.
The vice promised light, but they threw me in the dark, Confession was a gamble, now I′m losing the park, D.A. turned back like I′m poison to plague, But I′m the man who held four stars when life′s vague,
Five and three, little hints I won′t forget, Their laughter′s a melody I hold like a threat, Sacrifice is heavy, pain′s a constant friend, Prayers to the skies, hoping this ain′t the end.
I paced the cell, heart cracked, but defiant, The system′s cold grip, but my spirit′s giant, I see my mom′s tired eyes, dad′s shaky frame, Will they still be standing when I′m out of the game?
No one to send me funds, no letters in the slot, But my mind′s a fortress, I′m holding the spot, Conflicted and broken, but I′m still standing tall, I′m more than a number, more than this fall,
This pain′s a story etched deep in my skin, But I′m fighting for my daughters, fighting to win,
Seventy months in shadows, but my soul′s still lit, Four daughter faces every night I commit, From the eighteen candles to the three-year-old grin,
I′m fighting for life with the darkest heads in, No money, no letters, just cold steel and pain, But my love′s a wildfire, can′t be chained, they wanna bury me deep,
But my roots run deep, I′mma rise, I′mma fight, even when they sleep,
So when the night′s thick, and the wall′s closing tight, Remember a father who never lost sight, Through the lies and the shadows, my heart stays true,
This ain′t the end, it′s a promise to you, Four daughters, my world, my light in the storm, I′ll see the dawn again, reborn and transformed.
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