Lyrics

[Verse 1 – Sung/Melodic Flow]
I kept my head low, did what I was told
Straight lines, straight face, tryna fit the mold
Mama prayed hard, said, “Baby, don’t fold”
But nobody told me that perfection gets cold

Always the good kid, never caused stress
But inside I was drowning in the need to impress
They said, "You the one," yeah, I heard it all
But I ain't know how high the price was for never tryna fall

[Pre-Chorus – Sung]
Then one call flipped the whole damn vibe
They said, "Your dad’s sick, and it don’t look right"
Heartbeat stopped, couldn’t speak, just froze
What do you do when the strongest one goes?

[Chorus – Melodic R&B]
I was almost perfect, yeah
But now I’m breaking on the surface, yeah
Skipping school, acting up, I don't care
‘Cause life ain’t fair when the love ain’t there
I was almost perfect
Now I’m just hurt and searching

[Rap Hook – Laid-back Trap Flow]
(Yeah) Look—
I was the kid with the gold star dreams
Now I’m black hoodie deep, tryna blow off steam
Pops got cancer, I ain’t know how to cry
So I picked a couple fights just to feel alive
Straight A’s turned to absences
Smilin’ turned to accident
Ain’t no manual for this pain, I’m just movin’ reckless
Tryna numb the message

[Verse 2 – Sung/Melodic R&B]
You ever scream in your mind but don’t make a sound?
Lookin’ fine on the ‘gram, but you breakin’ down
Wanna say “I love you,” but the pride too loud
Now I’m tryna write my wrongs, but I lost the route

All these nights I stay up thinkin’
Wishing I had one more weekend
To ask him what he’d do if he was me
Now I’m stuck with ghosts in my memories

[Chorus – Melodic R&B]
I was almost perfect, yeah
But now I’m bleeding where it’s worth it, yeah
Fake smiles, fake friends, no peace
Tryna find myself in these empty streets
I was almost perfect
Now I’m just tryna resurface

[Rap Hook – Reprise]
(Yeah)
Pops told me, “Son, it’s okay to feel”
But I was too caught up in bein’ steel
Now I’m cracked in the silence
Runnin’ from violence
Wrote this song so I ain't gotta hide it
This my truth, I ain’t tryna finesse
Just a broken boy tryna clean the mess
Almost perfect, but never knew best
Now I’m just prayin’ I ain’t like the rest

[Outro – Soft Vocals]
So if I fade away, don’t take it personal
I’m just learnin’ how to heal, how to be vulnerable
Almost perfect, now I’m just me
Flawed, hurt—but finally free