Cold Coffee & War Plans

Cold coffee, war plans on the desk

Dark thoughts pourin' while the world gets rest

I don't dream, I design, every move been a test

I ain't chasin' no crown, I just came for respect

Ash on the page, fingerprints on the glass

Plotting empires in silence, let the moment pass

While they post for the gram, I just draft and dash

Got the future in the folder and the past in the trash

Paranoia in the steam, blueprints in my stare

Every line been a lesson, every breath been a dare

They don't see the work, just results in the air

But the nights I ain't sleepin', that's the throne I wear

Got scars that I study like maps of the soul

Learned peace ain't passive, it's takin' control

Wrote a thousand little battles on a half-ripped scroll

And still drafted verse ten while the first one sold

I play chess in the storm, think clear in the blur

Speak less in the room, but my silence occurs

Every sip is a sermon, every bar is a stir

Cold coffee, war plans, I prefer it like this sir