This is a song about "Fire ants"

My records sell, yes sir

My flow is pure fire

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

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

She should have invited her

Fire, i deliver

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Set the game ablaze, i’m an arcade fire

Attack these little ants, under right circumstance

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

To the flame then shortly after write fire

And there's little to be glad for

Took the van, went snatch her

But then it caught on fire

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur