Who am I

No mirror.
No crowd.
No cover noise.
This is drill state.
This is who I am
when the mind clears.
When it's quiet,
who am I then.
Strip the sound,
let it fall.
No disguise,
no applause now,
Just the shape of me
through it all.
Tap.
rack.
go.
Built my name in
the pause between breaths,
Watching,
shoot only when it's correct.
I don't rush just
to prove I exist,
Every move got intent,
every second got depth.
Tap,
rack,
go thought recovery,
Malfunction in the mind,
I clear it mentally.
200 meters confirm
what you see,
Positive ID before identity speaks.
Back blast clear I
know what I break,
Every action got weight,
every risk calculated.
They fire emotion,
I fire alignment,
That's the difference between noise
and assignment.
When the world gets loud,
I stay centered.
When the masks fall off,
what's left enters.
When it's quiet,
who am I then.
No reaction,
no disguise.
If the room goes still
for a moment,
Do I recognize my mind.
Back blast clear.
Stand firm.
Seen jokers rapid rate fire
with no control,
Open window,
35 mil still
miss the soul.
Sprayin' lies,
call it power,
call it fame,
Empty mags,
still playin' the game.
Watching,
shoot beats panic loud,
I don't fire
for crowds I fire
for now.
They don't clear rooms,
they flood 'em with noise,
Confuse the weak,
recruit the boys.
I don't kill bodies,
I kill the lure,
Expose the trick
and the joke gets bored.
Jokers die slow
when ignored by truth,
Identity solid bulletproof.
I don't need
to be louder.
I don't need
to be seen.
If I sit
with myself in the silence,
I know exactly
what I mean.
Tap.
Rack.
Go.
Back blast clear.
Watching.
Shoot.
When it's quiet,
who am I then.
No reward,
no disguise.
If I don't
say a word
for a minute,
I still recognize my mind.
Discipline remains.
Identity isn't loud.
It's consistent.
The jokers fade.
The disciplined remain.