Lost my brother to the streets, shadows creeping,

Lost my brother to the streets, shadows creeping, Heart heavy, mind racing, the pain’s deepening. Grabbed my knife, thoughts of revenge in the night, Dark alley whispers, but it don’t feel right. Caught up in the storm, they locked me away, Prison walls closing in, dreams start to decay. But in that cell, I found my voice in the pain, Spitting bars like a fire, breaking free from the chain. (Verse 2) Came out swinging, found my rhythm, my craft, Met a girl named Kindal, she made me laugh. Gave her the world, left the trap in the dust, No more chasing shadows, just love and trust. From the darkness I rose, with a pen as my knife, Turning pain into art, that’s the meaning of life. Lost a friend to the game, but I’m living for us, In this rap game now, it’s love that I trust.