This is a song about "Cast a fire speel"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Sinful desire burned within like a fire

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

You tricked it, the blast, you got out with a spell cast

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My brother took a quick look, then he noticed it on fire.

You guys are making the innocent live in a dumpster fire

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

Igniting a fire first, with his lighter/

Everything was a fight, i was taking heavy fire

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

But you're in my world now so you're outclassed, outmatched, in need of a body cast

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask