I’m livin' on a homestead, keepin' it real,
No microwave needed—grillin’s my meal.
Castin’ druid spells with a chaotic twist,
Copper wire wand in a flame-kissed fist.
I built a mesh net, ESP tight,
LoRa sensors keepin' watch through the night.
My turkeys and dogs? Yeah, they coexist,
But playtime’s weird when a gobbler gets missed.
I break the mold, I don’t follow the script,
Forge my fire with a calloused grip.
Mind’s on fire, hands in the clay,
Buildin’ my world in my own damn way.
I saw the future—bots writin’ code,
Now I’m in the lab where the voltage flows.
Buildin' defense with a custom touch,
Every node I place, it matters that much.
Don’t need much, just tools and flame,
A patch of land and an honest name.
Deep in the hills where the roots run tight,
Growin’ my grit in the pale moonlight.
I break the mold, I don’t follow the script,
Forge my fire with a calloused grip.
Mind’s on fire, hands in the clay,
Buildin’ my world in my own damn way.
Each new wave brings a shift in tone,
So I learn to speak it like it’s carved in stone.
Flow through change like a river bends,
Speak their code so the signal sends.
I break the mold, I don’t follow the script,
Forge my fire with a calloused grip.
Mind’s on fire, hands in the clay,
Buildin’ my world in my own damn way.
