One Clean Move, Checkmate

Yeah. Another board, another night. Clock's still ticking. Yeah.

I was born in a corner bar with no say. Walls on my

back, no opening play. They move me first just to watch me break.

But I learned to ball by the risks I take. Every stare a

threat, every breath a test. I kept my cool while the

pressure pressed. They wait, they play it loud, expose their chest.

I play quiet, I build my base. Don't chase queens, I build my

papes. Rooks stay grounded holding space. They rush glory, I pace the