Bottled Truths

(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.