Triumph - Kutt Calhoun

10 year old boy single mother 2 black parents

parenthood, slowly substituted by the crack era

momma in the back, eviction notice on tha front door

fightin ova school, because what i see at home she dont know

we got nowhere to live, i ended up on my sistas front porch

damn, she just a kid herself, tryin ta raise her young bro

stripped of any childhood, i quickly learned tha ropes though

misdameanour, burglary, i need ta find tha front do'

fell behind my senior year, cause all i knew is crack sold

same year my son was born, cause all i knew was trap mo'

had another baby out of town i didnt ask fo

same month i got shot, just inches from my backbone

my nigga called him M, and they wont be sendin him back home

reality was checked when i finally made it back home

went and got my diploma, decided to leave that crack 'lone

picked up a pen and pad, now im destined to get my rap on

Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph

focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

4 years, 4 kids later down the line

my progression is my profession im doin shows wit a nine

my momma is tryin ta kick it, my sista she doin fine

and im makin my way through life no longer blind

and wait, a minor setback, this supposed to be friend of mine

emptied the clip on me, one night when a friendly fight

turned personal, guess he wouldnt my friend afterall

after a brawl, he hit my 3 times and i wouldnt fall

made it through, wit a blessin, karma wit no confession

beleive em my body armour is made of faith from the heavens

flipped over 5 times, in tha van without a peddle me

escaped without a scratch, dont know what the lord has prepared for me

just last summer was faced with another death to be

MJ’s deceased, i love you and may you rest in peace

gun shots rain and got it through my shirt, they were recklessly

im here to send a message that every day is a bless to me

Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph

focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

and to the present day im so lucky to have my family

strict and with a career lookin solid, for where i planned to be

all o my children love me, concrete, foundation

i steadily rise above every trial and tribulation

my nigga than made it home after 16 straight

wit a sound body sound mind after 16 straight

innocent but neva told afta 16 straight

if i had it id give em a hundred and 16 K

my momma is doin beautiful and this shits great

my pops is a part of my life, now is this shit fate

im takin care of my family, ive since missed days

of a young boy all alone, ive since been saved

glad to give you my struggle, had to share my defiance

glad to give you my pain, im closer than my alliance

got it off my chest, a weight is lifted im flyin

i had to witness tha cheek in order for me to triumph

Struggle, grime, pain, faith, Triumph

focus, drive, game, releif, Triumph

STRAAANNGE!!!

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