Lyric

Yeah… this one’s for the ones who fell and still fly

For the dreams that never learned to die

Used to stare at ceilings, wonderin’ what the stars think

Feelin’ like my worth was written in invisible ink

They told me “keep it simple,” but I colored outside

The lines they drew—now the skyline’s mine

Every scar’s a barcode, proof I paid in pain

Turned my breakdowns into breakchains

Had nights where the mirror felt like an enemy

Now I shake hands with my history, that’s symmetry

Dark nights made my faith elastic

I stretched through static, now my dreams sound classic

We rise through the static, defy the noise

Turn the pain to rhythm, the fear to poise

Ain’t no ceiling for a soul reborn

Every storm just sharpens the form

We rise, we rise—yeah, this life’s a climb

But I’m made for the heights, not the sidelines

I’m the glitch in the matrix, the spark in the code

Writing futures out of verses I never showed

From zero to self—no manual, no map

Still I’m syncin’ my spirit to every trap

My ambition bilingual—it speaks grind and grace

Failures on replay but I still press play

If success is a mirror, I’ll shatter reflections

To find my truth in all directions

To every youth drowning in silence—

You ain’t broken, you’re refining violence

Turn your ache into art, your doubt into drive

You’re not lost—you’re alive

We rise through the static, defy the noise

Turn the pain to rhythm, the fear to poise

Ain’t no ceiling for a soul reborn

Every storm just sharpens the form

We rise, we rise—yeah, this life’s a climb

But I’m made for the heights, not the sidelines

No more asking the sky for permission—

I am the storm, and this is my ignition