Born on a dawn, where the air's still thick,
Chasing fireflies with dreams so quick.
Mama's hands cracked, Papa's back stayed sore,
But love fed us more than the village store.
Chickens clucked loud, goats played the tune,
Me, barefooted, dreaming under the moon.
Who knew a kid with a patched-up pride,
(Would walk a road no map could guide?)
From rice fields to steel shields, who could predict?
Small-town misfit with a heart so strict.
Cows grazed slow, but my mind raced fast,
Thinking, “How do I escape this past?”
I built bridges from broken beams,
Turned a whisper into roaring dreams.
For faith, for fam, for the folks back home,
From the soil I rose, I’m a cornerstone.
Life’s a mess, but I learned to rhyme,
From dirt roads to skylines, it’s my time.
Hustled through the lows, learned to love the grind,
Failed a dozen times, kept a brilliant mind.
Neighbours laughed, said, (“Boy, you’ll never leave,”)
But their doubts planted the seed to achieve.
Switched the plough for a pen, a hoe for a mic,
Paved my own lane, dodged envy and spite.
Still the same kid who prayed under stars,
Now breaking ceilings, smashing bars.
From classrooms to boardrooms, never lost my way,
Kneeling five times, still hustling all day.
Roots run deep, though my branches spread,
Grateful for the prayers that Mama said.
I built bridges from broken beams,
Turned a whisper into roaring dreams.
For faith, for fam, for the folks back home,
From the soil I rose, I’m a cornerstone.
Life’s a mess, but I learned to rhyme,
From dirt roads to skylines, it’s my time.
Cracked jokes to mask the pain,
Learned the sun follows the rain.
Sarcasm my shield, with my sword,
Grateful to Almighty, forever adored.
From village green to city’s light,
Every stumble taught me to fight.
For community, for self, for the Devine Cause,
(I’m the underdog, rewriting laws)
I built bridges from broken beams,
Turned a whisper into roaring dreams.
For faith, for fam, for the folks back home,
From the soil I rose, I’m a cornerstone.
Life’s a mess, but I learned to rhyme,
From dirt roads to skylines, it’s my time.
So here I stand, a kid from the sticks,
With multi-syllabic rhymes and cheeky tricks.
Faith in my heart, a laugh on my face,
A village kid, but I conquered space.
