Song Description

Worlds collide when troubled boy, meets troubled girl and they are forced to face their generational curses that play out in a downward spiral of low self-esteem, self doubt and violence. The two have a violent episode in front of the child and the curse continues to the next generation.

Lyrics

(Verse 1)

Skin Beautiful, lips mango
body of goddess even had knowledge
plenty goals in life
even went to college
loved many men, let many in
especially rough ones,
the opposite of her
who loved to tear down the accomplishments of her
see she learned from Moms
and watched her stepfather use his hands and arms
to keep her in her place and of course her mouth shut
call her every name from a bitch to a slut
but as long as the bills paid she told daughter
that's all they good for, even ya father
and all baby girl want is love from a man
she got low self-esteem don't know she a queen.
She give brain before she give em her brain
take the abuse and the money, naw the shit don't change it's a

(Chorus)
Generational Curse and it's feeling like it can't worse
(but it ain't over)
I think I'm losing my mind I wanna portal to another lifetime
(but this ain't over)
I can't control my behavior, please Lord be my savior
(until it's over)
I gotta deal with myself, and naw I don't want your help
(cause I'm a soldier)

(Verse 2)

The 2nd verse is dedicated to the men
or should I say boys, whatever it's your choice
I be the voice for the women without one,
broadcast the real whatever the outcome.
Now, who the hell is this
calling me at 1:46 in the night,
I hear yelling it's fight,
baby crying, a female voice that's familiar
(sis is that you?)
It sounds like mi familia
she says he won't stop
I grabbed the baby, locked myself in the bathroom
then called the cops,then I called you
sis what should I do?
Well if I come through the nigga's gonna feel a 22
I'm like look show 5-0 ya bruises
she said naw it's always the woman that loses
they gonna take my baby and I can't let em do this
I really don't know just how to get through this.
See baby girl she was the victim in the first verse,
she had his first son, first blessing, not the first curse.
Instead of dude standing up to the fatherhood,
he put his hands on his girl like his father would.
Blowing weed out the backwood, vodka out the bottle,
you got a seed thats following you.
You the role model here, the main factor,
your genetic traits influence more than a rapper.
So before anymore laughter,
stand the rain first and the sun will shine after.
I know how you feeling it hurts
but you can change it now it's a generational curse.

(Chorus)