You talk a lot about heat but here comes the fire
Your tongue may be sharp but mine's like razor wire
So sit back and take this beating
From the sick beats that I'm wielding

You talk about your archery
Such a pathetic armory
All you can do is run and hide
Take a shot off to the side

You think your good at throwing shade
But you just fall flat when no shadows are made
You can't beat your opponent unless the assist you
But for me that fact just simply ain't true

I'm burning up, blazing up,
Take you out and shut you up
The flames are burning brighter, higher,
What'cha gonna do 'cause you ain't a fighter

You play with darkness while I bring a hellscape
A blazing hot inferno from which you can't escape
I'll leave ya a gruesome and a bloody mess
Now go cry while you go and stress.