agni kai

No, power in firebending comes from the breath
Not the muscles
The breath becomes energy in the body
The energy extends past your limbs and becomes
Fire!

And I'm feeling like Zuko
Young prince, scars on my body since a youth, though
Pops and halabuji flipped the continents with the judo
Too slow, boy a fake Korean like pseudo, yeah
Yeah, the boy a fake Desi like the planet, Pluto
Castaway in suburban Jersey, Crusoe
White kids assume I'm from the you know with the churros
Baby blues they took my shoes, and take a brown boy down like Puspos
Yeah, like Sokka, Bruno Mars way I'm talking' the moon
Check the boxes for the college, turn my skin to a boon
When I fly out to Korea, yeah they tend to assume
Said I can't understand his trauma until I walk up in his shoes (uh)

Cause it's hot
Yeah it's hot
100 degrees let a young prince walk (ay)
Yeah that shit hot
Yeah it's hot
Raise it up and then let that shit drop
What I got

First son of the first son of the first son
My birth was just the first blood of the incursion
Emerged from in the cursed stomach and heard something
"Your purpose is to bring honor and earn money"
Dirt sun, skin turned burnt, like Persians
Pulled the curtains, skeletons in the closet just like Burton
Coerced speaking uncertain, night oil burning
Gas lit like the apple of truth to the serpent
I got the dead talking, zombie get your mouth to foam
I dread talking to my pops, role models like Cole
Ironic that the latter asked is your house a home
He put the Alcatraz sign-up like we Al Capone, that's Rule
One, eat your food, but better stay hungry
Two, pay your dues, even if you never knew money
Three, happiness a privilege, did you think before you speak
And if a boy forget his place, then I might have to get the stick

Cause it's hot
Yeah it's hot
100 degrees let a young prince walk (ay)
Yeah that shit hot
Yeah it's hot
Raise it up and then let that shit drop
What I got