My Life in Chill Mode

Came up slow where the pavement cracked,

City lights dim but the dreams intact,

Notebook pages filled with scribbled facts,

Pen sharp enough to slice through tracks.

Used to rock hand-me-downs two sizes wrong,

Walkin' round wishin’ for a place I belong,

Now I let beats breathe, I don’t chase the song,

But the verses hit deep, like an ancient gong.

This is my life, written line by line,

Past in the rearview, the future gon’ shine,

Flip through the chapters, the struggle divine,

Turn pain into rhythm when the stars align.

Lunches was light, just a bag of bread,

Dreams heavy though, lived in my head,

Eviction notice made the fam see red,

But the fire it sparked could've warmed the dead.

Block parties where the speakers blast the sound,

Neighbors crowd close, bass shake the ground,

Hustlin' on beats, my outlet profound,

In my mind’s vault, gold bars are found.

Journey rough, but it refined my grind,

Turned my flaws into verses divine,

Every stumble, every fall, a sign,

That the climb worth it, I’mma claim what’s mine.