Write it down

And set it on fire

My thoughts and this world

Watch it blaze and let em go

Cleaning out dish in the sink

Next Im on the stage in a blink

Never understood how they sync

I be my own missing link, facts

I be making better scenes than rappers on amphetamine, adrenaline or sipping lean, stop

Maybe I was overthinking but Im spitting so convincing maybe Imma take it to the top (yuh)

Filling in, sin again, villainous, living an-tagonists, acting all, chivalrous (okay)

Gimmicking, faking it, real ones aint making it, only wor-shipping the, infamous (okay)

Pull up to people equipping that smile and nodding like “ayo you on to it”

Sick of the phonies pretentious pretending they just capping for a relationship

Feeling so limitless

Stand like Im eminence

Grew up on Eminem

Now Imma Specimen

Confidence showing as cocky (urgh)

Moving ASAP Like Im Rocky (urgh)

Im taught by mr Miyagi (urgh)

Cuz Im feeling like a prodigy

Ss, ah, what, yea

Feeling like we just landed

Taking steps on another planet

Dont forget all the steps I planted

Else it’ll never happen

This life Im granted

I come in peace, here to spread the message

Wide as Atlantic

Impact gigantic

Came so deep down, itll reach Titanic

Ah, ah

Set it on fire

Papers on fire

Pen is on fire

Fire, fire

Buildings on fire

People on fire

The world is on fire

Write it down

And set it on fire

My thoughts and this world

Watch it blaze and let em go

Scroll up all that banter, piecing two and two together

Hood on, rainy weather, find my purpose to do better, bet

Made it through another year, cant ask for nothing more

I work til I get sore, set these fire til I cant anymore

Writing this, author is, gon be pro-tagonist, narrating, novelist, star in this

Sound is so, marvelous, market this? All this is, telekinesis and, hypnosis

Spit like my life on the line

Don’t matter my blood or time

Whoever bumping’s a sign

Treat em like fam, like my kind

Whoever underestimated, still sat in the waiting room and waited til the numbers get projected.

Radio playing til its overrated, now they gotta play it

Doctor Robert Oppenheimer, bomb designer, atomic writer, monopolizer

Rapper on the mic wearing cotton fiber, bottom liner, taking over like a colonizer (what?)

We’re all controversial hypocrites, cant be called mistakes, so we don’t admit, priorities split,

Something that’s taken for granted always be our mother’s wit

Aint it sick how we treat em like misfits, but acting we got love to emit

Disconnecting real and fiction, contradictions inherent

Shoes worn out, but I guess it still fits

Ah, ah

Set it on fire

Papers on fire

Pen is on fire

Fire, fire

Buildings on fire

People on fire

The world is on fire (set it on fire)

Write it down (write it down)

And set it on fire

My thoughts and this world

Watch it blaze and let em go