who i be

I'm a fire fighter
armed to the teeth n i keep it real extinguishin all these fire lighters
titanium bars to steel mind n shimmers brighter
like pearls...my flow glows n grows tighter
wild flower...still growin wilder
classic flow writer...like flow-rider
call this game narrow...a!a! i rip it wider
keep the light shinnin with this flavour igniter
changin these game rules...they never the same
style spark the fire bruise...throw it to shame
revealin lost clues...to this hip hop game
like a lost son's blues...learnin roots to his name
my spot's eminent n' rap's fakin without my sound
me out the picture..that's like a clock without a round
n real rappers join in when they hear from me
fake rappers keep chockin when they hear from me.