This is a song about "Bars and fire"

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Put the purp in the blunt

I see the fire and

And on his worst days, he's still writing bars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Bars coming nice and fast

I start to think it's all planned

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

Fire is alive and breathes, just like you.

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

I stunned and amazed her with my #taser fire

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire/

You is not hip then i can not coach her