Manifest Through The Wrenches

I ain’t where I wanna be, that’s true...

But I ain’t done.

I’m still breathin’.

Still reachin’.

Still wrenchin’.

Grease on my hands, pain in my soul,

Sleepin’ outside with the world on cold.

Family’s in rooms where the heat don’t run,

I’m chasin’ my fate, not just chasin’ the sun.

Life hit hard but I learned how to swing,

Turn nothin’ to somethin’ with tools and a dream.

I fix up the engines, I’m patchin’ the past,

While buildin’ a future that’s meant to last.

I manifest power, I manifest pain,

I turn every scar into gas in my lane.

I’m a mobile mechanic, I’m movin’ with pride,

I hustle through storms with the fire inside.

From nothin’ to somethin’, I’m changin’ the view,

With sockets and wrenches, I’m breakin’ on through.

No matter the struggle, I’ll tighten each screw —

I’m buildin’ success with the life that I knew.

I don’t need pity, I just need space,

To show ‘em a king can be born from the waste.

I’ve slept in the dirt, I’ve starved through the week,

But I never let failure be part of my speak.

I talk like it’s mine ‘cause I know it’ll be,

A future I built from the muscle in me.

I roll with a mission, I ride with a cause,

I don’t break for pain, I just tighten the jaws.

I manifest power, I manifest light,

I grind in the day and I pray through the night.

I’m a mobile mechanic, I roll with a code,

Respect and precision wherever I go.

I don’t just repair — I rewrite the script,

From heartbreak and loss to a full engine lift.

You doubt me? Then watch how I come into view,

I manifest truth and I make it come true.

I’ve buried my people, I’ve walked through the flame,

I carry their voices each time that I strain.

This ain’t just a hustle — it’s deeper than cash,

It’s legacy, purpose, and memories past.

I see my reflection in every cracked hood,

A man who kept goin’ when no one else would.

I’m not just a worker — I’m grindin’ for peace,

And when I’m at war, I still never cease.

I manifest courage, I manifest gold,

From nights with no shelter to stories retold.

A mobile mechanic, no lie in my tone,

I built this from struggle and made it my own.

I speak it, I feel it, I live what I say,

My future’s in motion — I’m winnin’ my way.

Say it with soul, say it like proof —

I manifest strength and I move with the truth.

Every wrench I turn, I turn my life too.

Every mile I drive, I drive toward what’s true.

I manifest faith.

I manifest fight.

And I’m takin’ back what’s already mine.