Only you, when the night bites hard and the sirens cry,

see the fear in my eyes, still you stay, no disguise.

Only you, turn these concrete chains into sky,

paint tomorrow on bruised walls where the hopeless lie.

In the echo of gunshots you hum lullabies,

whisper kings rise, queens don’t apologize.

Only you, hold my color like sunrise,

love louder than their hate, louder than goodbyes.

Yeah, clean plates, no cuss on the slate,

Still paint the city like it’s platinum faith.

I came from the basement, now the view got layers,

Countin’ quiet wins, no caption, no haters.

21 courteous, but the pen stay sharp,

Silk-shirt savage in a bulletproof heart.

Drake pour tea with the lemon-cut truth,

Privilege heavy, but we balance the booth.