05/08/2026
Over-motivated, under-stimulated,
I accumulate my thoughts like ammo, locked in and calibrated.
I’m built to chase nothing but the best,
Took a moment to rest, now I’m back in my nest —
Sharp mind, heavy chest, grinding harder than the rest.
F**k the noise, f**k the crowd, I move for me, myself, and I,
That’s the reason every bar I write cuts deep and never lies.
Right or wrong, it's my vision — my scars, my decisions,
My pen bleeds my truth, not your chains or your conditions.
So see yourself out — I don’t need no fake energy around,
I learned to walk alone before I ever tried to make a sound.
Pound for pound, y’all could never match the weight I carry,
Pressure built different, soul forged through nights that got scary.
