Intro:

Read the lyrics

Verse 1:

Hello, my name is Gift! I’m seventeen, but I look twenty six

I told my fans to go and read my lyrics’ 1600 words now what did I expect? (hmm)

I got a fire you can’t pre-empt (yuh!)

Sway had an instagram live on this one weekend He invited me So I could spit a verse for him then But my wifi cut me off, hope he checks his DMs

Man I really hope he sees this to be honest

I’ve got fire like an old head at a concert! (Hey!)

Yo, my music’s so fire, they are warming to it I can’t even put it out, man, I promise!

I've wanted this since I was a kid without a social life I’ve been an introvert way before the coronavirus

I’d sickly spit flame, til my throat is burning It’s tiring I’m burning out (hey!)

Ayy this wordplay’s like playing with fire so turn it up (Yeah!)

I am the wick, I’m the one on which the fire is lit Blow it out, I’ll make it rise up again Blow it out, I’ll make it rise up again!

But I doubt you’re legit if you try to suggest That in spite of my skills I’ll entirely quit I write my lyrics and forget 'bout sleep So rest assured that I don’t get tired of this (No!)

Maybe I’m wrong (yuh) Maybe my rapping game isn't too strong Maybe I’ll make it but won’t last for long Maybe if I start rapping about thongs I could probably make a hit out of a song (yeah, yuh) I pray that I’m wrong

'Cause I’m aiming for the stars, and the sun with these fires But first lemme take you to when I was young (yeah)