Lyrics

(Country Rap Verse 1)
I was born in the Bay, where the fog rolls deep,
Mom prayed for peace, but I was out in the streets.
Young wild knockhead, runnin’ from the law,
Hotwire dreams, breakin’ every flaw.
Hoodie on, backpack full of schemes,
Ditchin’ school, chasin’ fast money dreams.
From boostin’ car parts to back alley deals,
Slangin’ smokes and liquor just to cover my meals.

(Hook - Sung)
I was the black sheep, yeah, the talk of the town,
Had my head in the clouds, boots draggin’ the ground.
Daddy said, “Boy, you keep playin’ that game,
It’s a cell or a grave, not a name full of fame.”
That’s when I stood tall, took the long way 'round,
First step to manhood on that Bay Area ground.

(Country Rap Verse 2)
High school was lit, but I was hell to raise,
Cut class, raise glass, lost in a phase.
Had charm, had hustle, had nothin' to lose,
But every short win came with bruised-up shoes.
I remember Mama cryin’ in the kitchen light,
Sayin', “Lord help my baby make it home tonight.”
But I ain’t listenin’, pride on blast,
Gassed up ego with a criminal past.

(Hook - Sung)
I was the black sheep, yeah, the one off track,
Got love from the block but my soul felt cracked.
Daddy warned me, “You’ll be caught or worse,”
That truth hit hard like a backhanded verse.
So I stood up straight, no more playin’ the clown,
First step to manhood on that Bay Area ground.

(Bridge - Acoustic Guitar + Rap)
Now I walk that line with my boots tied tight,
A soldier of growth, not a thief in the night.
Still hear sirens in my memory lane,
But I swapped that life for purpose and pain.
I ain’t ashamed of the roads I took,
But I learned to rewrite my own damn book.

(Final Hook - Sung + Rap Layer)
Yeah, I was the black sheep, raised in the storm,
Bay boy roots, but now I’m reborn.
From streetlight sin to a son standin’ proud,
I made it out the dark, now I’m speakin’ out loud.
This life ain’t easy, but I hold it down,
Took that first step to manhood, now I wear the crown.