This is a song about "Back fire"

Name, and your entire

What's with all this fire,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Its liquid solidity bitches, i'm on fire so get back.

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

I breathe in the fire

I don’t care where ya are

And the food could have been finer

Ryan spits hot fire

Because my soul spit like fire

You is not hip then i can not coach her

J. cole's her ghost writer

Well we start the fire

Someone call an ambulance, everyone's on fire!/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her