I came from the cracks where the light never stayed,

Mom cried in the kitchen, bills never got paid.

Silence was louder than war in my chest,

But I learned how to breathe when there's pain in my breath.

Wasn’t born hard, life made me this way,

Each scar’s a scripture, I bleed what I say.

Trust? That's a myth when the wolves wear skin,

I was loyal to ghosts that would smile and sin.

I ain't broken — I'm carved from the pain,

God took the sunshine, left me the rain.

But I walk through the storm with my chin to the sky,

'Cause the fire inside me refused to die.

(Hook)

They want the diamonds, I give 'em the coal,

I built a kingdom from parts of my soul.

Yeah, I fell down but I stood in the dust,

With tears in my eyes and a blade made of trust.

Sadness is strength when you carry the weight,

And I’m still walkin’ — never came here to break.

Don’t tell me I’m lucky, don’t say that I’m blessed,

I crawled outta hell with a knife in my chest.

Every friend turned enemy taught me the cost,

But I still kept my heart even when I got lost.

There’s beauty in battle, in silence and screams,

I stitched up my wounds with the thread of my dreams.

I saw my own shadow and made it my guide,

Now I talk to the fear that I keep deep inside.

You ever been down where the hope won’t come?

Where the night’s too loud and your soul feels numb?

I lit up that dark with the words that I spit,

And if pain is a weapon — I empty the clip.

(Hook)

They want the diamonds, I give 'em the coal,

I built a kingdom from parts of my soul.

Yeah, I fell down but I stood in the dust,

With tears in my eyes and a blade made of trust.

Sadness is strength when you carry the weight,

And I’m still walkin’ — never came here to break.

(Bridge – Spoken Word Style)

They said silence is weakness — nah.

Silence is power…

The kind that listens before it strikes.

I don’t shout my pain. I write it.

And if they fear my voice now,

They shoulda feared my quiet.

(Outro Verse)

This is for the ones who still cry in the dark,

But rise every morning with fire and spark.

You ain’t soft, you’re surviving — that’s war in your chest,

You ain't broken, you’re battle-worn, battle-dressed