Deep Focus

My life ain't sweet, I'm living in these cold streets

Hard knocks, ain't nothin' nice, just concrete

Grew up in the belly of the beast, where the shots ring

It's survival of the fittest, every single day's a fight ring

Plagued by poverty, my city's full of despair

Been grinding hard, tryna stack my paper, I swear

But the struggle keeps me focused, gotta stay on my grind

Every punch I throw, every line I wrote, all in due time

From the bottom to the top, that's the story of my life

Sacrificing for my dreams in this urban twilight