Lyrics
They load up their gossip, aim straight at my heart,
But my spirit’s a fortress—been strong from the start.
Whispers can crumble, but my foundation’s stone,
I stand in my truth, never battling alone.
They talk about the past like it’s all some game,
They said I’d never rise, soon they’ll be chanting my name.
Tried to box me in, with labels so tight,
They tried to dim my fire, couldn’t kill my light.
So I grabbed the pen, with a grin so sly,
Wrote my resurrection—look me in the eye.
Their story's faded, their ink ran dry,
But my truth’s immortal, my voice won’t die.
They thought they had the last word,
But the final chapter’s unheard.
Watch me rise from the ashes they’ve made,
This ain't a story to fade.
Rewriting the script—this pen is my blade!
Cut down the lies—they can’t kill what I made!
This is my story, the truth I define,
I'm carving my future, line by line.
From the pain, from the hurt, let the new rain fall,
Fresh truth rising, I'm standing tall.
Rewriting the script—this story is mine,
Every twist in the plot—divinely designed!
Breaking their walls, carving bridges in flame,
Answering my mission, can’t cage my name.
Turned their doubt to fire, made my spirit rise,
Left their poison behind, see the strength in my eyes.
Every step is a lyric, every win is a phrase,
My life is a canvas, I'm painting with blaze.
No “could’ve been,” no “might’ve gone wrong,”
Just courage in rhythm, a victory song.
They thought they had the last word,
But the final chapter’s unheard.
Watch me rise from the ashes they’ve made,
This ain't a story to fade.
Rewriting the script—this pen is my blade!
Cut down the lies—they can’t kill what I made!
This is my story, the truth I define,
I'm carving my future, line by line.
From the pain, from the hurt, let the new rain fall,
Fresh truth rising, I'm standing tall.
Rewriting the script—this story is mine,
Every twist in the plot—divinely designed!
The noise is a whisper, a distant hum,
Their old poison's losing, my new peace has come.
I walk in the quiet, my own rhythm and pace,
Found my true north, found my sacred space.
No need to prove it, no need to explain,
My victory's written in sunshine and rain.
The shadow they cast, it's just a silhouette now,
'Cause I own the light, and I'm taking my bow.
They thought they had the last word,
But the final chapter’s unheard.
Watch me rise from the ashes they’ve made,
This ain't a story to fade.
Rewriting the script—this pen is my blade!
Cut down the lies—they can’t kill what I made!
This is my story, the truth I define,
I'm carving my future, line by line.
From the pain, from the hurt, let the new rain fall,
Fresh truth rising, I'm standing tall.
Rewriting the script—this story is mine,
Every twist in the plot—divinely designed!
They thought they could write my rise and fall,
But I flipped the script—now I stand ten feet tall.
Their fiction’s weak, just a desperate plea,
I’m the lead, the director, the author is me.
From the ashes of judgment, my wings ignite,
A phoenix ascends, burning pure light!
Every chain that they forged, I’ve shattered them all,
Now the ink of my freedom is writing it all.
Let the rumors decay, let the old tales fade,
A new legend’s written—this is how it’s made.
The book is mine now, I’m seizing the throne,
humble need to explain my victories written in sunshine and Rain the shadow that cast is just a silhouette now
