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Child of Destiny
When it’s pourin’ rain I lay dormant in the storm, waitin’ on the tenth sign like a Capricorn
Bracin’ for when it transforms into a category four, but not even that can stop this black sheep from transforming into a goat and aiming for shore
Embracing defeat was never the option, so battle tested my thoughts drop like bombs when I brainstorm
With the intellect I collected and the shit that I accepted, I expected to develop a steel will shaped by harshness
Yet I still feel the touch of Midas’ covering my soul in gold, leaving me bereft of the ability to be heartless
Easy to believe kindness is priceless, but I’m too impartial to be guard-less
I’m not always the nicest, but that’s what happens when your heart is consistently attacked at its largest
Misunderstood in my jargon, it’s truly hardest being the smartest
Expectations always close, but recognition the farthest
Though it was God’s grace that granted me these gifts, so I remain grateful regardless
Manifesting life lessons while earning my knowledge and learning through my blessings
Unearthing the roots of curses and reversing the work of generations, rewarded repetition
Obsessed with veneration, so my steps towards success are ordered in succession
I march on to my purpose with a chip on my shoulder
Healing but still feeling January cold in my capillaries as the winter foot soldier
No amount of snow from blizzards or smoke from explosions will ever be enough to cloud my decisions
Sharp shooting for the stars is a part of my mission
Endless wishes for notoriety and riches, I instantly dismiss limits as timid as the sky
Dreams piloted by the most high, I may get redirected but never be denied
Stacked odds carved as giant appetizers to my defiance
A starving artist, reality is my canvas, and the brush is my fiction
Painting my vision over many pictures until my breakthrough is nigh
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Child of Destiny
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