baba help me

Yeah, I came in quiet, but my mind loud, Storm in my chest, thunder where my heart pound. Late nights, cheap lights, dreams on the dashboard, Mama said “be patient,” life said “ask for more.” I been broke with a plan, rich in imagination, Pocket full of prayers, notes of affirmation. They said “stay in your lane,” but my road kept splitting, So I built me a map outta wrong turns and intuition. I learned loss young, that’s tuition, no cap, Every scar on my skin just a footnote fact. I don’t flex for the likes, I flex for survival, Every win feel sweeter when the odds were tribal. I watched friends turn strangers, strangers turn foes, Same hands that applauded tried to tighten the rope. But pressure make diamonds, I was built for the grind, Had to sharpen my focus, had to silence the noise.