There's no light in the dark
Just this forgotten solitude
Lost on pessimistic ground
And confused about what to do
But save me the pity
My anger is tamed
Yet anyone who arouses it
Is asking to get slain
"The Rose that Grew From Concrete"
Don't have a thing on me
Cause I'm the lion that learned to live
When never allowed to breathe
I'm fierce
Animosity mixed with other things
So strong you'd understand
How I learned to live and not breathe
But no one cares right
Lions don't live very long lives
So why even bother
To make my darkness light
~J Baby