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Fireball Is My Fucking Problem

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[Intro — lute slams in, mugs hit tables, crowd yelling] Roll initiative, motherfuckers. I’m out of patience and full of spell slots. [Verse 1 — swaggering, dirty confidence] Corset tight, spellbook fucked, I woke up angry and magically juiced up. Tank says “wait,” rogue says “shit,” I’m already halfway through the incantation, bitch. Lipstick smeared, boots on fire, I don’t do subtle — I do pyre. [Pre-Chorus — spoken, threatening grin] If you’re standing too close? That’s a you problem. [Chorus — big, shouty, obscene energy] I cast Fireball, fuck yeah I do, Loud as hell and twice as rude. Thirty-foot blast of “eat my ass,” I don’t do plans — I do overcast. If the ceiling drops or the bard gets charred, Shouldn’t have doubted the walking warhead. Say my name when the flames all fall — She’s unhinged. She’s hot. She casts Fireball. [Verse 2 — groove harder, drunker] Low HP? That’s not my crime, You chose to stand inside the blast this time. Paladin prays, cleric weeps, I’m counting corpses like fucking sheep. Bard keeps flirting, DM looks dead, I set the room on fire and wink instead. [Pre-Chorus — laughing, feral] Don’t rush me, I’m vibing. [Chorus — bigger, messier, angrier] I cast Fireball, fuck yeah I will, Overkill’s not wrong — it’s skill. Dungeon’s dark? Not anymore, I light that shit like a goddamn whorehouse door. You want finesse? Go hug a monk, I like my spells loud, dirty, drunk. Say my name when the flames all fall — She’s bad news. She’s a Fireball. [Bridge — beat drops, sultry menace] “One spell slot left,” you sound scared, Baby, that’s when I’m most prepared. If loving Fireball’s a sin, Then fuck it — let the burning begin. [Final Chorus — full tavern screaming, pure chaos] I cast Fireball, fuck yeah I do, Boss fight’s over — who’s next, you? Raise your glass, stand the fuck back, This is how I solve every problem I have. Sexy mage, zero chill, HP bars drop but I’m standing still. Say my name when the flames all fall — She did it. She loved it. She cast Fireball. [Outro — crowd chanting, DM broken] Fire! Ball! Fire! Ball!