This is a song about "Arcade fire"

Took the van, went snatch her

My flow is pure fire

Well we start the fire

I ain't talkative neither

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My flow spit like dragon fire

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

We about to set your shit on fire

He's gonna move through water, walk across fire.

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

You know...you know who you are

I spit with this lyrical fire,