SPITE IS A RENEWABLE RESOURCE Spite is renewable, bitch, I don't run out Say I can't do it, now I gotta show out Wasn't even gonna move, now I'm dressed, outside You could've kept your mouth shut, now look what you inspired I be tired as hell, still powered by hate Not real hate, like petty-ass "watch me" type rage Motivation leave, discipline late But somebody doubt me? Oh, now I'm awake Quarterly spite up forty-six Whole department running off slick little shit You said "be realistic," okay, bet Now I got a whole new goal out of one lil comment That's clean energy That's solar powered pettiness Locally sourced No preservatives in this resentment I don't hold grudges, I hold inventory Old shit filed under "future success story" You was talking crazy, I was taking notes Now your opinion got converted into measurable growth I ain't even mad That's the funny part I just remember shit at extremely useful times Like damn I should probably quit ...remember when they said I couldn't? Never mind. Back to work. Spite is renewable, I change the source One person leave, I find three more Not on purpose, people volunteer Every dumb opinion keep the lights on here Coffee don't work like it used to Sleep inconsistent, hope real cute too But spite? Spite show up on time. Spite got keys. Spite know the Wi-Fi. Spite done been employee of the month six times. I built whole eras off "you sure?" Yeah bitch, I am now Thank you for asking Matter fact, you technically invested No equity though Don't get excited I just took your doubt and flipped it Like oh, you think I'm lazy? Interesting Now I gotta accomplish something inconvenient Just so I can think about it later and grin That's not revenge That's project management That's not bitterness That's alternative fuel That's not unhealthy Don't look too close I don't need everybody to believe in me Honestly, one hater got incredible efficiency One weird tone, one sideways glance Now I got six months worth of business plans I be like, "I should let that go" Then my brain like "Or..." And that's really all it takes. Spite is renewable, baby, infinite source Environmentally friendly, low labor cost You say I fell off, I increase production Congratulations, you just funded the launch Now I'm doing shit I did not wanna do Purely because I can't let your little theory come true That's powerful That's stupid That's apparently my process Don't judge the fuel if the car still moving I don't need revenge I need results And maybe for you to accidentally see 'em That's growth. That's maturity. That's me lying a little bit. But I'm still up. Still making shit. Still finding fuel in the dumbest places. So yeah. Keep doubting responsibly. We recycle here.
