Born in the furnace where pressure…

Born in the furnace where pressure made diamonds, every scar became a map every wound became guidance. they were betting on collapse I was building up the climate where a king could resurrect from the dust of the violence. I carried every burden they attempted to assign me,  now the weight that should have crushed me only sharpened what's inside me. Every devil threw a chain, every chain became a lifeline. Every prison built around me turned into another climb. I don't panic, I adapt. I don't shatter, I attack. I don't fold beneath the pressure I absorb it, throw it back. Running through the thunder with hunger of a hundred generations every hesitation only feeding my acceleration. Never asking for permission I was built for revelation, God already wrote the ending I am simply manifestation. You can hear it in my cadence, see it burning in my iris. Every giant that I conquered only taught me I was timeless. Every curse became a classroom, every trauma turned to iron, every enemy that hated lit another holy fire. Look, you thought the pain was going to finish me, nah pain introduced me to the version heaven pictured me to be. Every broken expectation, every lie and accusation, every season of abandonment every twisted situation. There were weights upon my ankles till my spirit grew colossal now i'm running like a freight train through impossible to possible. I got purpose in my bloodstream, mercy in my heartbeat. heaven put a target on my back before my heart beat. That's why hell kept swinging, darkness kept scheming, why every closed door became another hidden meaning. Because prophecy doesn't disappear it survives, it waits, it grows. Then arrives. You can bury every seen but you can't not stop the roots you can silence every witness but you can't mute the truth. Now I am standing where they swore I would never make it, every setback was divine callobration, every failure was foundation, every battle was preparation. This ain't confidence alone this is evidence I have survived what would have broken armies. I've walked through fires hot enough to melt identities. Came back carrying a soul unable to be manufactured or diminished, Unfuckwithable. Not because I never bled, because I kept walking while I bled. Not because I never doubted because I kept believing while i doubted. not because I never fell, because every time i hit the ground God reminded me the floor was never my destination I was always built to become The Mountain.