This is a song about "Being fire"

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

You is not hip then i can not coach her

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

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Well we start the fire

Your on fire.. your on fire

That damier bag i bought her

But then it caught on fire

School cyphersi was too nicer

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

I'm tired of being polite cause tonight this fire will ignite

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

Because my soul spit like fire