I walk through the valley where the shadows play,
Ain’t no crown on my head, but I still lead the way.
They said, “Fit the mold,” but I’m carved from the stone,
A lion in a sheep’s coat—I roam alone.
Eyes on the prize, but the prize is my soul,
Every step I take writes a new chapter, no scroll.
They ask, “Why so cold?” ’Cause I built my own fire,
A spark in the dark, I’m the flame in the pyre.
I’m my own man among men, yeah,
A flame in the wind—never bend, never break.
Write my name in the stars with a pen,
A king without a throne, but I reign, I reign.:
From the ashes I rise, like a phoenix in flames,
Every scar on my skin is a story I claim.
They tried to box me in, but I cracked the frame,
Now I’m the ghost in the machine, call me the name.
Fists to the sky, I don’t need no alibi,
The road less traveled? I’m the reason it’s wide.
They whisper, “He’s strange,” but I’m just unchained,
A diamond in the rough, I’m the grit in the grain.
I’m my own man among men, yeah,
A flame in the wind—never bend, never break.
Write my name in the stars with a pen,
A king without a throne, but I reign, I reign.
They tried to clip my wings, but I learned to fly,
Now I’m the storm in the calm, the “why” in the “why.”
No map, no guide, just the beat of my drum,
If you’re lost in the crowd, come walk where I’m from.
So if you’re trapped in the noise, find your own sound,
Be the oak in the storm, stand your ground.
Ain’t no chains on my soul, I’m the captain of fate,
A lone wolf’s howl—echoes through the gates.