Track · Oct 10, 2026 · English

These Kids Are Still Mine

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[Intro]

You left without a word.

And I’m still trying to find the words for them.

[Verse 1]

You packed up your place in the middle of our lives,

Left my wife at the doorway, left the kids asking why.

I stood there with a mouth full of nothing to say,

Trying to make your leaving sound less cruel that day.

They ask if Grandma’s coming, I look down at the floor,

I hate that I’m the one who has to answer for the door.

You didn’t just walk out on me, you walked out on us,

Now I’m carrying their questions and swallowing the rust.

[Chorus]

How do I tell my children what you chose to do?

How do I say their grandma left, and make it through?

You treated us like trash you could leave by the street,

But I’ll hold this family together on our own two feet.

I’m angry, I’m hurt, I won’t dress it up as fine,

You broke what you promised—but these kids are still mine.

[Verse 2]

I won’t teach them to hate you, but I won’t tell a lie,

Won’t make up a reason just to soften goodbye.

I’ll say grown folks make choices, some choices bring pain,

And none of it means they were the cause of your change.

My wife saw me shaking, still she stood by my side,

While I tried to keep the hurt from spilling out wide.

I’m your son, I’m a father; there’s a line you crossed,

And I’m done pretending this didn’t cost.

[Bridge]

Mom, if you hear me, hear the names you left behind,

Hear the little ones asking, “Was it something we did?”

No. They did nothing. I’ll tell them the truth.

I’ll be the steady hand you didn’t choose to be.

[Chorus]

How do I tell my children what you chose to do?

How do I say their grandma left, and make it through?

You treated us like trash you could leave by the street,

But I’ll hold this family together on our own two feet.

I’m angry, I’m hurt, I won’t dress it up as fine,

You broke what you promised—but these kids are still mine.

[Outro]

They’ll know they were loved.

They’ll know they were never the reason.

And I’ll be here when they ask again.

Style

angry confessional hip-hopdramatic spoken opening over a sparse minor-key piano and low cinematic stringsthen hard boom-bap drumsdeep sub basstense brass accentsgritty forceful male rap vocal with raw emotional cracks and clear diction; intimate verses build into a shoutedmemorable hookmodern punchy mix with the intro widening into the full beat.english

Prompt

Hiphop its my mom im veryangry my momma you left me my wife and kids like we where trash how do I explain what you did how do I tell this to my kids long angry voice hip hop and a dramatic intro

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GeneratedOct 10, 2026

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