This is a song about "Fire alarms"

I spit with this lyrical fire,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Im liable to spit cold fire

I thought i recognized her

Well we start the fire

The captain of a sinking ship with only the alarms in tact

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Say bye bye to her

What's with all this fire,

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

We about to set your shit on fire

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Sinful desire burned within like a fire

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for