Cypher of Craft

[Verse]

Saturday morning, folding chairs around the borrowed mic,

Coach Terrell says "sharpen up, but sharpen someone else's light,"

We ain't here to tear each other, we're here to raise the bar,

Every kid that steps up gotta leave here better than they are,

Little Marcus stuttered on his first verse, now he's flowing clean,

DeShawn taught him breath control, the best coach that I've seen,

This the cypher where you're graded on the growth, not just the flex,