Shadow Loom

[Verse 1]
New soles tread familiar grime, the concrete whispers low,
These hands cut the pattern, watch my own damn river flow.
Same corners, different lenses, a phantom in the haze,
This new stitch in my fabric unravels former days.

[Chorus]
Old ghosts on new threads, a shadow I became,
This city’s rough tapestry don’t know my current name.

[Verse 2]
From sweet plantain haze to sirens in the night,
My inner loom’s re-stitched, holding darkness and the light.
Used to walk these same blocks, a different cloth I wore,
Now my steps are heavy, kicking dust outside the door.

[Bridge]
Yeah, the weight of their wisdom, a shroud I had to shed,
These hands built a new kingdom, inside my own damn head.
No turning back the loom, the fibers intertwine,
This is my new narrative, my unapologetic sign.

[Outro]
New shoes, old grit. This pattern's mine to keep.