rise above

I been walkin’ through the nights with a weight on my chest, Tryin’ to rise every time life put me through a test. People see the surface but they never saw the war, Never saw the doors slam, never heard the distant roar. Every memory hit like a drum in my spine, Every setback carved another line in my design. I kept movin’ even when the world turned cold, Turned every broken moment into something controlled. I stood in the storm with my hands in the air, Not surrenderin’ — just provin’ I was always aware. They tried to box me in, tried to cut my name down, But I walked out steady with a self-made crown. I carry stories that could break a whole room, But I turn ’em into bars that ignite and consume. This ain’t weakness — this is power in motion, A heart under pressure that became an explosion. So when I step to the mic, understand what you hear: Not a victim, not a shadow — I’m the one who stayed clear. Every scar is a map, every chapter is mine, And I rise every time like it’s written in my spine.