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Story behind the song
Just a whole bunch of shit was happening in my life and it was kinda eating me up inside...so I just let loose, just me journaling in my diary really... so I put it on my mixtape, like this is my struggle, take it or leave it, that's me... I didn't get too detailed bout alot of things, but that's just an interlude to my life I guess, the foundation... I just know alot of people feel the same way I do or been through similar things...
Lyrics
3... “Fireproof”
Instrumental: Kanye West “Through The Wire” - College Dropout [Roc-A-Fella]
Cruci-Fix:
My brain’s strained and my thought’s tired/ convenient Alzheimer’s kept me safe and sane through my parent’s crossfire/ Allah’s fighter my mom struggled with bipolar disease/ when I was born my pops was more than 50 years older than me/ too old to have another son talks of abortion begun/ moms wouldn’t have it, thank God she stuck to her guns/ nowhere to run, life fucked with me young/ unaware I’d fall victim to alcoholism/ coming home seeing my mom’s naked body sprawled on the kitchen/ as I’m recalling my visions I saw how she had an awful addiction/ passed out behind buildings, so often I want to crawl in a ditch and/ not only that I had to wait on my dad, I’d hate it so bad/ and making the slightest mistake would make him go mad/ you could never feel my pain yours just isn’t the same/ when friends leave you twice the speed that they came…
Cruci-Fix:
Friends leaving, rest in peace to my mans/ is this what Jesus has planned?/ peace of mind is in an increasing demand/ I just wanna speak to you again, reach for my hand/ to see you in that casket makes my knees buckle, teach me to stand/ you taught me about blunts and the codes of the streets/ I taught you about rhymes, and how to flow to a beat/ I know I only have room to grow but I’m slow to my feet/ weed continues to contribute to my memory loss/ but I need to escape reality whatever the cost/ I’ve carried my cross down a right path, and I’m still left in the dark/ warrants out, breaking apart, investigated by sharks/ many would tell me not to take it to heart/ instead, I’m rapping in exclamation while making my mark/ I’ve smelt the stench of defeat and I don’t like the aroma/ now they say I can’t succeed without a high school diploma/ but I married this rap game, dedicated to tying the knot/ signed on the dots… now I have to follow through and do this music, like it or not/ making sure every syllable I’m writing is hot/ had my mans Prince Earl revising my plot/ all in an attempt to take our Empires and rise to the top/ I’ve been driven insane, our stress-level just isn’t the same/ I’m persistent enough to live with the pain, pinned to my name, move through the bullshit and not give into flames…