Spitting Fire

What the rest did i was average
But I don’t mind
Drawn on two sides without disguise
But I don’t mind

But I, I spit fire
On lovers and liars
And you, you don’t believe me
And I, I find it easy
Easy

You’re [bad word] head diluted
Through a glass eye
Dreams in fiction, lost religion
But I don’t mind

Cause I, I spit fire
On lovers and liars
And you, you don’t believe me
And I, I find it easy
Easy

What the rest did I was average
But I don’t mind [bad word] on no sleep drawn to defeat
But I don’t mind

And I, I spit fire
On lovers and liars
And you, you don’t deceive me
And I, I find it easy
Easy