The Choice Between Dreams and Skies

[Intro] (Instrumental b**t fades in with a contemplative synth melody) [Verse 1] Yo, I’m stuck in a loop, gotta pick my next move, 3-D printer or flight sim—man, I’m stuck in the groove. Savings stacked thin, only one shot to blow, Do I craft the future or touch the clouds? Let’s go. Printer buzzin’ visions, layers stacked to the moon, Plastic dreams in my palms, but the cockpit’s callin’ too. Flight stick in my grip, virtual skies so blue, But my wallet’s screamin’, “Choose one—it’s on you!” [Chorus] Money tight, dreams collide, gotta pick a side, Printer in my hand or skies in my sight. Build a world or fly high? Man, this f***t’s so real, Every dollar’s a w*r—what’s the deal, what’s the steal? [Verse 2] 3-D printer’s a beast, filaments twistin’ art, Print my heart, gears and sculptures, engineer’s restart. But that flight sim’s a beast, throttle up, depart, Simulate the stratosphere, turbulence in my heart. One’s a canvas for creation, one’s a pilot’s throne, Both got my soul racin’, feelin’ torn to the bone. Do I chase the horizon or mold what’s unknown? Every night I’m debatin’, textin’ friends on my phone. [Bridge] (B**t drops to a muted piano loop) Do I build or fly? Do I reach or design? Clock’s tickin’, pressure’s thick—deadline’s on the line. Sacrifice the cockpit for the printer’s neon glow? Or trade the plastic dreams for wings I’ll never know? [Chorus] Money tight, dreams collide, gotta pick a side, Printer in my hand or skies in my sight. Build a world or fly high? Man, this f***t’s so real, Every dollar’s a w*r—what’s the deal, what’s the steal? [Outro] (B**t fades with a distant airplane hum and printer whir, blending into silence)