Hidden Gems

Yeah, uh, let me tell y'all 'bout a real one, you know what I'm sayin'? Sometimes it ain't what you see-it's way deeper than that. Young M.J. grew up watchin' his pops hit the road, On a journey for wisdom, a different type of gold. Nine years old, he got his chance to roll, Meetin' the wise, the elders, feelin' that pull. Years passed, now he grown, ridin' solo, Headin' to the city, feelin' the spirit flow. Showed up lookin' sharp, suit fresh, no crease, But when he walked in, everyone felt his peace. Not everything that shines is tryin' to be bold, Sometimes that bling's just coverin' gold. Humility disguised, like a crown in the rough, True gems stay hidden, and that's enough. So the wise elder sees him and takes note, But he ain't fooled by the cut of his coat. "Look deeper, don't let the clothes make the man," He saw the purpose, part of a greater plan. Time moved, M.J. got caught in the fight, Illness tryin' to claim him, put out his light. But he woke up, eyes wide, said with ease, "Got a journey left, I'm destined to leave." Not everything that shines is tryin' to be bold, Sometimes that bling's just coverin' gold. Humility disguised, like a crown in the rough, True gems stay hidden, and that's enough. Now he dressed flashy, silk robe draped, But underneath? His humility's cape. Walked into the house, no belt, no shame, He was playin' the part, protectin' his name. Rabbi Joe looked close, saw the glow in his friend, Knew the truth was buried, but there in the end. "It's like a jewel in the trash, unseen to the eye, Sometimes what's real gotta learn how to hide." So remember, next time you see someone flexin', Might just be a cover, protectin' their blessing. Don't be quick to judge by the bling and the threads, Some gems stay hidden, keepin' low in their beds.