Trapped - Swisha T

I knew a kid that was so twisted in the brain

He would sit alone and talk to always sniffin' his cocaine

Was imprisoned by shame, had so many insecurities

He had so much potential, but he felt like he was worthless he

Couldn’t shake the damn depression, he would lack expression

A blank look is all I got when I would ask a question

Self-destructive, he was banging hoes without protection

Slapped a couple up and got some charges filed against him

Swore that he would quit, but fell in love with his addiction

Carrying syringes anywhere that he would visit

He was scared and he was timid, so embarrassed of his image

And when I tried to help him, he didn’t care or even listen

Thought he had it all, but now he’s losing faith

Wakes up in the days like «what the fuck is there to do today»

Like a game of chess he’s feeling cornered with no moves to make

Now he’s out of options, I don’t think think that he’ll recuperate

This pain ain’t gonna fall on my face no more

And I can’t breathe when I’m drowning

Too many debts for me to settle the score

I feel like I can’t move on without this

Put your picture on my wall

And I can’t even watch you

I’m too caught up in my own regrets

But I won’t forget that they locked you

He’d stay at home until his room became a prison

Incarcerating daily, unable to make decisions

Put his pen down to the paper to start crafting

Knew the art of rapping, he really had raw talent

But lately been all challenges

Life has been off balance

Everytime he’d drop a rhyme, all his homies would start laughing

That’s when he lost passion, he started hanging with crack addicts

Hit the lowest point in his life and had a crash landing

Don’t wanna put the effort in, he’d rather half-ass it

Constantly at war with himself, now that’s a bad habit

He’s doing things that you never would imagine

Pimping underage women just to keep his paper stack

And if his mother only knew what her only son has become

She would probably lock herself in a room, pick up a gun

Struggled that she worked as a single mother to raise him

Whoever would’ve thought that her son was the spawn of Satan

This pain ain’t gonna fall on my face no more

And I can’t breathe when I’m drowning

Too many debts for me to settle the score

I feel like I can’t move on without this

Put your picture on my wall

And I can’t even watch you

I’m too caught up in my own regrets

But I won’t forget that they locked you

He’s getting worse, falling deeper into depression

Threatening his life 'cause he’s feigning for the attention

Forgetting all the people that love him he’d be affecting

In his mind it didn’t mean nothing he’s slowly reaching for his weapon

Before he went to grab it, he made a final confession

Whimpered and cried and then he said with expression

I hate you for everything that was wrong in my life

Do you know what growing up without a father was like?

Every girl I ever loved stuck my heart with a knife

And you’re expecting me to run, shake it off with a smile

I’m not made for this I can’t take this shit my motivation is crumbled

All I know is somebody has got to pay for this

He goes silent, he never crashed his bed

Tried to roll an L, but he ripped his last Zig-Zag

Finally put the gun up to his head to blow this shit back

But he ain’t getting out so damn easy 'cause the clip jammed

This pain ain’t gonna fall on my face no more

And I can’t breathe when I’m drowning

Too many bets for me to settle the score

I feel like I can’t move on without this

Put your picture on my wall

And I can’t even watch you

I’m too caught up in my own regrets

But I won’t forget that they locked you