This is a song about "Ass and fire"

Ill run in yo house and let the smoke fire

See, i like the person that you are

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

He's got me in the fire and brimstone

And ill bus a cap in your ass

Your life is a product of trash

Time after time, again and again

Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And a lit match, get back, or under your ass i'll set a fire/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire/

And i ain't got what it takes

Fire reds and flu games

I see the fire and

And the word most important