Kutt Calhoun - Triumph lyrics

10 year old boy single mother 2 black parents
Parenthood, slowly substituted by
The crack era momma in the back
Eviction notice on the front door
Fightin' over school
Because what I see at home she don't know
We got nowhere to live
I ended up on my sisters front porch
Damn, she just a kid herself
Tryin' to raise her young bro
Stripped of any childhood
I quickly learned the ropes though
Misdameanour, burglary
I need to find the front door
Fell behind my senior year
Cause all I knew is crack sold
Same year my son was born
But all I knew I knew was trap more
Had another baby out of town
I didn't asked for same month I got shot
Just inches from my backbone
My nigga called him M
And they won't be sendin him back home
Reality was checked when I finally
Made him back home went and got my diploma
Decided to leave that crack alone
Picked up a pen and pad
Now I'm destined to get my rap on

Struggle, grind, pain, faith, triumph
Focus, drive, game, relief, triumph

4 years, 4 kids later down the line
My progression is my profession I'm
Doin' shows with the N9ne
My momma is tryin' to kick it
My sister she's doin' fine
And I'm makin' my way through
Life no longer blinded
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 wasn't my friend after all
After a brawl
He hit my 3 times and I wouldn't fall
Made it through with a blessin'
Karma with no confession
Believin' my body armor is made
Of faith from the heavens
Flipped over 5 times
In the van without a belt on me
Escaped without a scratch
Don't 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
I'm here to send a message that
Every day is a blessing each

And to the present day I'm so
Lucky to have my family
Strict and with a career lookin' solid
For where I planned to be
All of my children love me, concrete
Foundation i steadily rise above every
Trial and tribulation
My nigga done made it home after 16 straight
With a sound body
Sound mind after 16 straight
Innocent but never told after 16 straight
If I had it I'd give em a hundred and 16 K
My momma is doin' beautiful
And this shit's great
My pop's a part of my life
Now is this shit's fate
I'm takin care of my family
I've since missed days
Of a young boy all alone
I've since been saved
Glad to give you my struggle
Had to share my defiance
Glad to give you my pain
I'm closer to my alliance
Got it off of my chest
A weight is lifted I'm flyin'
I had to witness defeat in
Order for me to triumph