[intro]
yo —back to light it up. let’s burn it right.

[hook]
i curse the world, but i’ll help it too,
i’m a fool, but i’ll see it through.
they don’t care, but i still fight,
i’ll burn this world, but i’ll burn it right.
they think i’m lost, but i’m just here,
cursed and broken, but i’ve got no fear.

[verse 1]
yo, i’m the outcast, mismatch, spit fast, flip that,
came from the gutter with a gift wrapped in black.
laughed at, kicked back, built from the impact,
never had a halo, but i’ll still give back.

shit’s whack, everybody wanna talk big facts,
fake smiles, fake love, i don’t dig that.
try to climb up, get slapped, sit back,
nah, screw that—i’m the one they can't outmatch.

i don’t need a crew, i don’t need your boost,
i’ve been fueled by the hate like i’m bulletproof.
every jab they threw just sharpened my tooth,
i’m the underdog champ and i’m living my truth.

[pre-hook]
fuck what they think, i’ll do it my way,
light my own path through the smoke and the gray.
they call me a fool, call me insane,
but i’ll carve my name in the heart of this game.

[hook]
i curse the world, but i’ll help it too,
i’m a fool, but i’ll see it through.
they don’t care, but i still fight,
i’ll burn this world, but i’ll burn it right.
they think i’m lost, but i’m just here,
cursed and broken, but i’ve got no fear.

[verse 2]
flick of the pen, sick with the venom, a rhythm that hits 'em and splits 'em in ten,
i’ve been in the trenches, relentless, defensive, but fuck it, i’m back at it again.
they wanted me silent, compliant, defiant, i riot, i’m wired to win.
they tried to deny it, i’m fire ignited, they’re lying, i’ll never give in.

every word i spit is a warhead, bang,
every scar i earned is a stripe i claim.
they pray i’ll fall, but i rise from pain,
i’m a beast unleashed with a twisted brain.

call me toxic, bitter, broken, but i’ll own it all,
rising solo, standing tall, fuck ‘em all.
no applause, no fame, just me and the grind,
if i stop now, i’ll never find peace in my mind.

[outro]
i’m a villain to the masses, hero to the misfits,
cut from the cloth of the outcast misprint.
got no throne, no crew, no riches,
just a mic and a mission to burn all the limits.

they preach peace, but they act so vicious,
talk big love while they leave deep stitches.
i see through the fake like a crystal clear vision,
so i write my truth with precision—no revision.

this curse ain't a burden, it's my badge of fight,
it’s the spark in my soul, it’s my guiding light.
so i’ll burn the old world, build it back tonight,
not for me, but for those who still stand and fight.