Bottled Truths

[Trap Soul]


(Verse 1)
I smile like I’m good, nod like I’m fine
But some nights, my silence louder than my grind
I hold up the world like I asked for the weight
But truth is, I just got used to the ache

I pour into people, fill cups ‘til they brim
But when I’m empty, ain’t no one refillin’ him
Strong friend syndrome — I wear it like a chain
But even Superman gets tired flyin’ through the rain

(Hook)
These bottled truths I don’t uncork
Prayers I whisper while I talk bold
I carry pain in a pen-stroke
And dreams in a headlock, real close

Still tryna learn I’m enough
Not just for what I do, but what I love
So if I crack but don’t crumble
That’s just the sound of healing, subtle

(Verse 2)
They bite my name, clone my style
Like the journey ain’t carved through every mile
But I’m not trippin’ — they ain’t me
I built this lane brick by legacy

Sometimes I look in the mirror and see
A man who became what they said he’d never be
But that reflection don’t always reflect peace
Some nights I’m just tired, tryna find release

Thoughts race like unpaid dues
Am I doing enough? Am I speaking my truth?
I got a house, a car, a mic and a name
But I still crave love that don’t come with a game

(Hook)
These bottled truths I don’t uncork
Prayers I whisper while I talk bold
I carry pain in a pen-stroke
And dreams in a headlock, real close

Still tryna learn I’m enough
Not just for what I do, but what I love
So if I crack but don’t crumble
That’s just the sound of healing, subtle

(Outro – Spoken)
I ain’t broken… just layered.
A son, a father, a fighter, a maker
Of verses that hold what I don’t say
But I promise… I’m still here. Every day.

rap, trap soul