[Verse 1: Spitfire]

Part one filled me with Pryde part two got me Envious

Part three had it's Rymes hungry for flan when part four ended

But this ain't part five or part six or part ten

This is part spit part fire now lemme commence

I'm on my grind more than middle school dances

Back up against the wall but I never had me no chances

I'm still tryna wrap my head around exactly what rap is

Get too wrapped up with the fame and you forget about rapping

Sunny day in front of Sonny's just to get your attention

@SpitfireRhymes is an honourable mention

Hat turned back like TJ at Recess

All Grown Up from a Rugrat a fetus

Who Wanna Be A Millionaire? Right here Regis

Still tryna earn my stripes like I'm kickin' Adidas

Believe this my punches knock you out one hit K.O.,

Unless you can Catch 'Em All Pallet Town flow

Speaking of art they say the pen is mightier than the sword

So I'm Galiath against these giants taking on more than I can afford

Criticized & hated but never diminished my spirits

Spirit bomb so large my power level be immensive

B-Town my home this my clique clique gang gang

Anybody disrespecting gon get that click click bang bang

Ring rang there goes my phone with more spam calls

Been degraded say I stink like high school stalls

Sweating past a year but my weight stay the same

Waiting taking whey no easy way into the game

Dead doing dead lifts fell to my knees upon this bar

Reincarnated more creative shooting hotter than a star

Prizzy up on Mars meanwhile I'm kicking Uranus

Lost in my own thoughts but I still stay amazing

I keep it original work hard for more dreams

You cats is too basic with that pH 14