Born to stand out

Born on this blocks where the bullets leave stains.

Mamma worked double just to keep food on my brain.

Where my heart remains.

Grew up very fast learned street laws an pains.

Saw friends die young with futures unrestrained.

My turn to rhyme was escape from the chains.

Dreams in my mind while the city poured rain.

Wrote verses at night just to balance the strain.

Kept my soul guarded, surrounded by flames.

Every loss I took just added to the name

Tattooed memories, struggle in my veins

Hope in my chest, but the hunger still remains.

From corner talk to lessons uncontained

I turned my scars into bars that can't be tamed.

Now I spit truth that the silence can't frame.

Walked through the fire, now I dance in the same.

Voice for the voiceless, I carry their pain

Each line a step closer to breaking the chain.

No silver spoons, just grit in my lane

Built from the cracks where the weak don’t remain.

Eyes on the stars, but my roots in the grain.

Made it from nothing — now I write through the rain.