Cold

Can I take you back for a minute
 I live it I'm spillin my spirit
 On the beat like streets cold as blizzards
 Late night drownin' my sorrow in a bottle of spirits
 Was a sweet child, that characters missing No trace
 Now it's bora in coat and screw face
 Colder, soldier, angry young male
 Don't ask how, you already know the tale
 Never lived with my father
 Nasty break up with my mum and her partner
 And of course, times was harder
 Moms did her best with the strength she could muster
 But she so stressed it was us that would suffer
 Plus school teachers hate me, say that I'm feisty
 Play all kinda mind games to try break me
 Helped turn a innocent kid, into a ignorant pig
 Fuck em anyway, I still got straight A's
 Winter was real, no gas
 I went to bed in full clothing
 Back when my world was closing in and mom was sick
 I can't explain the pain when the news came
 Sorta like the blizzard that came after the rain
 My mind was a prison, I visioned the worst
 Ran home from school, wanted to get there first
 Didn't want either of my sisters, to find what I pictured
 Moms was too strong, she just soldiered on
 Don't think I don't understand
 But I still had to learn how to be a man
 Standing on my own two, not the way you supposed to
 Funny how the cycle repeats
 Nobody showed you, Wouldn't believe I told you what I had to go through
 Pressure couldn't fold me, but turnt my heart cold G
 What don't kill you make you strong supposedly
 That must be why nobody can hold me
 Yeah I had a struggle, but really it's sugar-coated
 When you think of all the millions barely living and hopeless
 In the news Mother and child, bellies bloated
 Put yourself in their shoes, knowin' death is approaching
 But it's not fate, it's bait, they were thrown in
 The deep end of the endless ocean of mans sin
 Politics, religion, man philosophize
 Got technology and television
 Still don't know why the worlds a weight on top of your shoulders
 But we fold up, true we can't hold up them boulders
 I been through the shit, but came out like roses
 I'm blessed, don't ever think I don't notice
 I know I got a path, but it's hard to stay focused
 Specially on these roads, where foes are like roaches
 Foul and I crush em and I won't even notice
 If I lose my way, I just want you to know this