Cold Weight (Intro)

It’s hard carrying a name you ain’t even grow with...

But I kept walkin’ like I knew where I came from...

This one’s for the weight they ain’t see me lift.

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I carry a name I don’t know how to wear

Brian Sr. gone, but his ghost still there

Never got laced with a fatherly prayer

So I stitched my manhood in pain and despair

Mama said be strong, but the mirror looked lost

Used to cry in my hoodie when they talked like a boss

I was 12 feelin’ 40, tryna prove I was hard

But I was just a kid with a hole in his heart

Legacy’s cold when the man ain't stand

Now I’m the man with his name in my hands

No blueprint, just bruises and plans

Had to father myself while I ran with the damned

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Cold weight on my chest, no rest

Carried names, carried pain, carried stress

They ain’t see the tears drip through the flex

Still smiled like I wasn’t a mess

I ain’t choose this tie, but I wear it bold

Turned silence to stone, then broke the mold

Every scar, every fold

That’s my story — never sold, only told

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I was him without ever meetin’ him once

Felt his absence more than I ever felt love

Told myself I ain’t need him to become

But I’d be lyin’ if I said I ain’t want that hug

Used to pray for a father with fists in the air

Now I pray I don’t fail my kids with a stare

'Cause when they look up, I gotta be there

Gotta show 'em that love ain't rare

I built manhood in a house full of doubt

No map, no voice, no hand to reroute

But I made it, yeah, and I’m still climbin’

With a last name heavy — but I’m still rhymin’

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I made my name mean something…

Even if his never did.