*(Verse 1)*
Yo, my pencil’s a **fuckin’** blade, my paper’s the dirt,
Every word that I write is a scream through the hurt.
Life’s a **bitch** with no mercy, no handouts, no love,
Every day’s a new war—**what the fuck** is enough?
*(Pre-Chorus)*
They said, "Dream big," but left me **broke** in the rain,
Now I’m scribin’ my pain like a **motherfuckin’** flame.
Tears mix with ink, yeah, my soul’s on the page,
I’ma **fight** ‘til my story outlives all this rage.
*(Chorus)*
This life’s a **shitshow**, yeah, we all got our scars,
But my pen don’t lie—it’s a weapon, it’s art.
From the **gutter** to greatness, every line that I lay,
Is a **middle finger** to the ones in my way.
*(Verse 2)*
**Hell** is a 9-to-5 with no light at the end,
Bills like vultures—**where the fuck** is the bread?
But I write through the **bullshit**, turn pain into power,
‘Cause the world don’t pause when your dreams hit the sour.
*(Bridge)*
We all bleed the same, but some **bastards** don’t see,
Too busy countin’ their **stack** while we drown in the grief.
So I **spit** like my lungs got a fire inside,
Fuck the odds—I’ma write ‘til I’m free ‘til I die.
*(Outro)*
So grab your **goddamn** pen, let the truth rip the veil,
The struggle’s a **monster**, but we star in the tale.
Ink stains the fight—**we ain’t bowin’**, we rise,
**Fuck the pain**, write your name in the skies.
Turn the volume up—let the rage breathe.**