Battle Scars ft. Darrein STL

But mama never knew what I was dealing with

Feeling this weight up on my shoulders was revealing layers that was peeling quick

You can call them my battle scars, a spiritual visual of a survivor riding when the times got hard

Pardon this starving artist who started to harness a power behind these scars when harboring through the hardest of times

It'd be easy to say I lost my mind. but I'd rather tell you about my will to survive

Cause I was homeless in those streets, (They didn't give a fuck about me)

Still I had a job at least, (Had to make that money properly)

In a car, was where'd I'd sleep, (Not even the winters stopped me)

From getting back on my feet, Keeping it ten toes and I'd be damned if I ever fall back in that pit

Calling it quits was never something up on my list

A pessimistic vibe isn't what I need for this climb

Trying to stay alive, only thing they need to know is that I