STRUGGLE!

Thirteen years in the making

Blueprints in my veins since I was five

And now we here

They told me "make it simple" but my pen been heavy metal

Turning alphabets to weapons, every letter’s sentimental

Built a palace in my brain, ain’t no rent, just fundamentals

Life’s a chessboard, every move’s a multi-level mental

Diamonds in the dirt, I was mining with my hands

When the world was throwing pebbles, I was building master plans

Made a blueprint in the sandbox, made a thesis in the sand

Every rhyme’s a constellation, you just can’t see where it lands

We carry gold but it’s heavy like a cross

Every gain is just a shadow of the loss

They can’t read it, so they claim it’s random chatter

But some questions got no answer, don’t matter

They’re carryin’ too much diamond treasures

I’m a fuckin’ good one, havin’ bad features

If you take a look about my Merriam-Webster

Love is the only question havin’ zero answer

I stitched pain into the seams of my coat

Every metaphor’s a lifeboat that I keep afloat

I been talking to the mirror like it’s ancient scripture

Every crack in the glass still paints a perfect picture

They see four lines, I see four hundred meanings

They see rhymes, I see life, layered in the ceilings

If God’s testing patience, then I’m still not a quitter

I’ve been sharpening my blade since my hands were still littler

Thirteen years

Not a trend, not a wave, not an accident

Just a boy with a blueprint

Now a man with an atlas

We carry gold but it’s heavy like a cross

Every gain is just a shadow of the loss

They can’t read it, so they claim it’s random chatter

But some questions got no answer, don’t matter