KINGS DICK

I step up to the mic, dreams painted in gold, Heart of a lion, but the world feels cold, Chasing the visions that I see in my mind, Every word I spit, a reflection of grind. From the block to the stage, I'm breaking the mold, Stories untold, like the legends of old, I’m climbing the charts, no time to be meek, Each bar a masterpiece, my voice unique. Fame in my sights, but the struggle's my art, Rising from shadows, igniting the spark, Echoes of the past, but I'm forging my lane, With passion and purpose, I’m breaking the chains. Every setback's a lesson, I’m learning to thrive, Fueled by the hunger, I’m keeping dreams alive, When the lights hit my face, I’ll stand tall and proud, A new rap fame star, I’m ready for the crowd.