how to make a flame

Verse 1) Yeah, I’m climbing from the bottom, dreams in my sight, Got the city on my back, every day, every night. Hustle in my veins, I’m spitting truth like a sage, Pages of my life, I’m flipping through the rage. I’m painting vivid pictures, every line’s a stroke, Words are my weapon, I’m the voice of the broke. From the corners where they doubt, I’m the hope and the spark, Illuminate the darkness, I’m igniting the park. (Verse 2) Every verse a testament, the struggle and the grind, Born from the pavement, with ambition intertwined. I’m the product of the hustle, where the legends are made, In the booth, I’m a beast, watch the history cascade. I want the crown, the throne, the respect and the fame, But I’m staying true to self, never chasing the game. With every bar I spit, I’m etching my name, A new Rap Fame Star, igniting the flame