This is me

How high should we aim, oh God damn I feel lame, Climbing up the ranks, but it’s all just a game, I step into the booth, ignite like a flame, With every single verse, I’ll never be tame. We gotta do this our way, what should I say? I’m spitting truth in rhymes, let the haters decay, Got my eyes on the prize, never led astray, In my lands on the rise, it’s a national day. Dreams bigger than the skyline, hustle all night, Got the heart of a lion, ready for the fight, Aiming for the top, yeah, that’s my delight, With the spirit of the streets, I’m taking flight. No fear in my soul, just ambition and drive, In this lyrical jungle, it’s where I thrive, So watch me elevate, got that thug vibe, In the spirit of the hustle, we’re keeping it live.