Prelude…

It's the blackouts that created the space to find your passion

It's the clouds that formed the rain that spilled into floods that force you to sink or swim

With a single-minded motivation to make it to the bank

It's the road, and how you walk it, run it, sprint it

Catch a cab, take a Uber

Find the means to support your dreams and get there

It's how it came to be, something out of nothing

That piece of the pie, à la mode, topped with a little bit of soul

It's the "I don't got it but I got it, so once I get it it's on"

It's the frame work of the house built on a hill

With a picket fence ain't nobody seen

It's...you

It's your story, it's your legacy

It's now