In the heart of the city, where shadows dance, Drillin' through beats, taking a chance. Concrete jungle, where dreams enhance, In the drill scene, I command my stance. Streets echo with a rhythmic beat, My rhymes cut deep, never discreet. A narrative unfolds, every word a feat, In this urban tale, where struggles meet. Menacing vibes, like a silent roar, Drill scene storyteller, at the core. Through the city's veins, my verses pour, In the pulse of the streets, I explore.