Quality over quantity Cutz

I rose up from the struggle, turned my pain into identity,
And every win I claim today — that’s why they be hating me.

I walk with quiet strength, moving different, moving steadily,
My purpose shines too bright for them — that’s why they be hating me.

I carry all my scars with pride, they shaped me into destiny,
I’m built from storm and victory both — that’s why they be hating me.