I came up from the bottom, but I’m standing on my own, Had to fight through all the darkness just to finally see I’ve grown. Yeah, the system tried to break me, but I made it through the pain, Now I’m writing out my story — I’m an open book, no shame. I was grinding in the food game, trying just to make a way, Till I found my real passion whipping seasonings every day. Like men back in the 80s running kilos through the streets, Same hustle, different product — just a cleaner type of heat. But the system sets you up, waits to catch you when you fall, One injury and suddenly they pushing percs like protocol. They hide the truth behind a smile as long as you can pay, Easy to get caught slipping when the pain don’t go away. Then they think they got you hooked, last script — now you cooked, But I looked into my future and said, “Nah, I’m taking back what they took.” Mind over matter, had to rise above the shame, Cold turkey on my own, I refused to stay the same. I came up from the bottom, but I’m standing on my own, Had to fight through all the darkness just to finally see I’ve grown. Yeah, the system tried to break me, but I made it through the pain, Now I’m writing out my story — I’m an open book, no shame. I started climbing up the ladder they said I’d never reach, Fell down more times than I can count, but every fall became a teach. Because it’s bigger than me — it’s legacy, it’s peace, It’s the fire in my chest that’s slowly turning me a beast. I think about my kids, all the moments I wasn’t there, But I’m building something better now, showing them I really care. Whipping up these seasonings feels like flipping them birds, Turning struggle into purpose, turning pain into words. Everything I been through made me sharpen up my tone, Now I’m choosing who eats with me or who eats alone. Once you invest in yourself, the rest becomes history, I’m stepping in my power — and none of this is mystery. I came up from the bottom, but I’m standing on my own, Had to fight through all the darkness just to finally see I’ve grown. Yeah, the system tried to break me, but I made it through the pain, Now I’m writing out my story — I’m an open book, no shame.