you don’t know me but you will

From the gutter, Kentucky’s cold streets, I rise,
Foster system chains can’t block my skies.
Real ghetto, real bitch, that’s what they say,
But I’m the storm they don’t wanna face today.
Cierratherapper, we both been down low,
But I’m the one who grabs the mic and steals the show.
The system tried to break me, took my kids, made me fight,
But I’m coming back harder, taking back what’s right.
No mask, no front, just raw, pure truth,
This ghetto queen’s reclaiming her throne and youth. This track mixes grit and defiance, spotlighting resilience and determination with a sharp edge but also the respect for shared struggles. It’s more than just a diss, it’s a battle cry for comeback and strength. They labeled me lost, just another statistic, But I’m breaking chains, my spirit’s ballistic. Foster care scars, yeah, they run deep, But I’m wide awake now, no more sleep. Every setback’s fuel, every tear’s a flame, I’m rewriting the story, reclaiming my name. Kentucky’s cold, but my fire’s hotter, I’m the queen of this game, the system’s martyr. They took my kids, thought I’d fall apart, But I’m built from struggle, a warrior’s heart. No more silence, no more disguise, I’m the truth in their lies, the fire in their eyes. Cierratherapper, we both know the pain, But I’m rising up, breaking every chain. This is my fight, my voice, my reign, From the ashes, I’m born again. So hear me loud, hear me clear, I’m the storm that they all fear. No more hiding, no more shame, I’m the queen, remember the name. I’m the voice from the shadows, breaking the chains, Rising from ashes, embracing the pain. No fear in my heart, no lies in my game, I’m the queen of my story, remember my name. This fight’s far from over, but I’m standing tall, From the depths of the struggle, I’m conquering all. So listen up close, this is my claim, I’m the storm, the fire forever untamed.