This is a song about "Cast a fire spell"

Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

He try to put me under his spell but then again he wasn't a good speller

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

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

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Spell checking multi syllables, but can't form a contraction, it's they're,

You fuckin with hell, i'll cast you a spell

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell