[INTRO] [Cold radio static • Deep sub rumble • Distant ney flute • Reverse choir] AIMSX... They taught me chess... I taught the board to bend. The game never changed. I did. --- [VERSE 1] They taught me chess. I taught the board to bend. The pieces are suggestions. The moves are poetry. I don't play to win. I play to change the math. The math was written by someone who never sat in this chair. Every rule is a door. I don't knock. I bring a new hinge. They call it arrogance. I call it the rent I paid in flesh. The landlord is dead. The building is mine. The building includes the sidewalk. The sidewalk includes the corner. The corner is the capital. The capital has no map. I don't follow traffic lights. I follow the space between the colors. Yellow is hesitation. Red is a funeral I haven't planned yet. Green is the color of people who think they have time. I have no time. I have a wristwatch that stopped in '92. The watch is my reminder. Time is a suggestion. I suggested otherwise. They ask, "Boss, what's the strategy?" Strategy is for people who don't own the table. I own the table. The felt. The chips. The dealer. The dealer is my reflection. We don't speak. We just deal. --- [HOOK] My game. My rules. Same table. Different math. The board is mine. I draw the lines. They play to win. I redefine the win. A king is just a piece. I'm the hand that moves the pieces. --- [VERSE 2] No outside. No higher. No appeal to the referee. The referee is a mirror. The mirror is a door. The door is locked. The key is the rule I just changed. I rewrote the contract in invisible ink. The ink is memory. Memory never expires. They signed it without reading. I signed it without writing. My father played the game. I rebuilt the board. The gaps became my legacy. The silence became my language. I taught the next hand to shuffle. Whether they win... Isn't the lesson. The lesson... Is learning who wrote the rules. --- [BRIDGE] The dice are loaded. I loaded them. Not to cheat. To correct. People think honesty is a straight line. Honesty bends. So did I. Every scar became authority. Every choice became a law. --- [FINAL HOOK] My game. My rules. Same throne. Different consequence. The board is breathing. The lines are alive. They chase victory. I redefine reality. The crown is ink. The flag is the stain. --- [OUTRO] They asked me if I ever lose. I don't lose. I revise. The loss is a draft. The edit is the victory. They play checkers. I live between the squares. The space has no name. That's the point. The table is still waiting. The pieces are still watching. I'm still moving. That's the only rule. AIMSX.
