(Verse 1) The tale of the all-American arsonist Let him loose in the booth and watch how he perfects the marksmanship Spitting with bars more toxic than arsenic Come and see how these party tricks hit you harder than cartilage The stentorian welcome to the emporium Get me inside the tournament see how I’m so exorbitant Insubordinate studied by the historians 17-year-old but the rhymes date back to Victorian The kid who shocked the world with just a mic and beat Strike with heat doused the game in flames Then got a bite to eat Entered the game with an ember and blaze Ventured plain power up like your favorite adventure game I keep the rhymes packed in a secret tome The weakest foes ain’t ready cause I’m handing out strategic blows The demon’s home, emit the ether then keep it closed Now you feeling seasick, face it, you’ve been defeated yo (Hook x2): The All American arsonist Get him inside the booth and watch how he gets to the sparking quick He’s just a teen passionate bout his dreams And when he gets a chance, you just know a beat’ll get harvested (Verse 2) Kid that’s on his chosen path Overcast, pen nah I wrote with shards of broken glass Now I’m slowing like I’m copying a hopeless flash Time’s approaching fast, so at least I gotta know the half The extravagant average yet somehow valiant Rapper does this for fun, he don’t need applause or medallions The inhabitant stab a beat in the abdomen Adding it to the sack of the stack that he keeps as talismans If the pen is mightier than the sword Then I’ll use my pen with the force if mighty tyrannosaurs Then afterwards I might just grab a clapperboard “Cut that’s a wrap” then I’ll go back home and man the fort The lyric phantom holding lyrics for ransom