Free Nichi
Battling Demons and Chasing Dreams: Lil Shordie's Emotional Journey
Lyrics
I be fighting with my demons before I go to bed
I struggle with inner conflicts before going to sleep.
I got trauma on my mind, pain up in my head
I carry mental scars and pain in my thoughts.
Screaming free my uncle Nich yeah fuck the feds
Expressing a desire for the release of Uncle Nich and disdain for law enforcement.
R.I.P. to my heart, and I ain't even dead
Acknowledging emotional turmoil and heartbreak while still alive.
I got bread up on my mind, I be talking cash
Money is a constant focus, and discussions involve substantial cash.
I told my granny one day she'll go up a bag
Aspiring for financial success, promising prosperity to the grandmother.
I was raised where the druggies and the G's stay
Coming from an environment with drug users and gang members.
I'll die for my family, I'll let it spray
Willingness to sacrifice and use violence for the protection of family.
I was raised down in the trenches
Upbringing in difficult and challenging neighborhoods.
I was raised down in the dirt
Growing up in poverty and challenging circumstances.
I'm trynna put my city on before they put me on a shirt
Striving to elevate the community before facing tragedy.
Niggas telling me calm down, but my mind go berserk
Ignoring advice to calm down, indicating a restless mind.
I been doin all these sins, my granny tell me got to church
Engaging in sinful activities, with advice from the grandmother to attend church.
Not afraid of no judgement, not afraid to be myself
Embracing individuality and fearlessness in the face of judgment.
When I was down on that ground aint nobody give me help
Experiencing hardship without assistance when in a vulnerable state.
They reading all these tweets, they don't know how i felt
Public perceptions are superficial; others don't understand personal struggles.
I got PTSD, from all the pain I done felt
Suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder due to accumulated pain.
I be fighting with my demons before I go to bed
Continued internal battles before bedtime.
I got trauma on my mind, pain up in my head
Ongoing mental distress with pain occupying thoughts.
Screaming free my uncle Nich yeah fuck the feds
Reiterating a call for the release of Uncle Nich while expressing resentment towards authorities.
R.I.P. to my heart, and I ain't even dead
Mourning the death of emotional well-being despite being alive.
I got bread up on my mind, I be talking cash
Continued focus on wealth and discussions revolving around money.
I told my granny one day she'll go up a bag
Reassuring the grandmother of future financial success.
I was raised where the druggies and the G's stay
Reflecting on a childhood surrounded by substance abusers and gang members.
I'll die for my family, I'll let it spray
Expressing a willingness to use force to protect family.
If I eat my brother eat, we ain't starving
Emphasizing solidarity and mutual support within the family.
We was down together, now we ball like harden
Overcoming hardships together and now enjoying success.
I gave my soul away, now you say I'm heartless
Having sacrificed personal integrity for success, leading to perceptions of being heartless.
rainy days, back then it was the hardest
Recalling difficult times, particularly during rainy days.
It was bloody sneakers, now I got these red bottoms
Transition from challenging circumstances (bloody sneakers) to a more affluent lifestyle (red bottoms).
cll eyes on me, I think the feds watching
Feeling under surveillance and being cautious about authorities.
I don't gotta be about it cuz my niggas got it
Confidence in the capabilities of associates, avoiding unnecessary involvement.
If you know that you gonna fold, get the fuck from round me
Advising against associating with those likely to betray or fail.
I be fighting wit my demons before I go to bed
Repeating the theme of internal struggles before bedtime.
I got trauma on my mind, pain up in my head
Continued presence of mental trauma and pain in thoughts.
Screaming free my uncle Nich yeah fuck the feds
Reiterating the desire for the release of Uncle Nich and expressing anger towards law enforcement.
R.I.P. to my heart, and I ain't even dead
Mourning the loss of emotional well-being despite still being alive.
I got bread up on my mind, I be talking cash
Persistent focus on wealth and conversations centered around money.
I told my granny one day she'll go up a bag
Assuring the grandmother of future financial success.
I was raised where the druggies and the G's stay
Reflecting on a childhood in an environment with substance abusers and gang members.
I'll die for my family, I'll let it spray
Reiterating the willingness to use force to protect family.
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