

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Lil’ man in a big-man jacket Tie knot tight, yeah, he really ’bout the fashion Click clack shoes in the hallway, tapping Saying, “mama, I’m ready,” he ain’t ever just capping Hockey on the driveway, net in the street Frozen fingers, still fire in his feet Falls on the ice, pops back on his skates That’s heart, that’s hustle, that’s great [Chorus] First class Malakai, that’s my guy Wings on his back like he ready to fly From the couch with the rookie on late at night To the rink, to the sky, he gon’ shine so bright Big bro suit on, little ones by his side Head up, chest out, walking full of pride Yeah, I love how you grow, how you aim so high You my pilot, my captain, first class Malakai (hey!) [Verse 2] He’ll name every plane when they cut through the blue Windows up, eyes wide, pointing, “Look at that view” Dreams on the runway, maps in his hand Already thinking like a grown young man Showtime, baby brother in the stands He the first one there, steady reaching out his hand If brother trips, he lift, if he’s scared, he talks He protect, he guide, he walk that walk [Chorus] First class Malakai, that’s my guy Wings on his back like he ready to fly From the couch with the rookie on late at night To the rink, to the sky, he gon’ shine so bright Big bro suit on, little ones by his side Head up, chest out, walking full of pride Yeah, I love how you grow, how you aim so high You my pilot, my captain, first class Malakai (ooh yeah)
Tags
rap, upbeat, subtle cheers from the stands on last part, male
1:30
No
3/14/2026