late night practice

I stay rhyming every day after work, Clocking in the grind, watch me put in the effort, Life’s a hustle, but I’m never gonna shirk, Late nights in the booth, crafting lines like a shepherd. Stress on my mind, but I keep it chill, Words flow smooth, like I’m sipping on a thrill, Every verse a blessing, every beat I fulfill, Pouring out my soul, let the ink spill. From the nine to five, I’m chasing that dream, Rhymes in the shadows, but I’m shining like a beam, No matter the time, I’m building my team, In a world of chaos, I’m the calm in the stream. Late nights, city lights, got my pen in hand, Spitting truth to the youth, make ‘em understand, Every struggle I faced, every mark, every scar, I’m here to inspire, take it near and far.