This is a song about "Fire ass rap"

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

J. cole's her ghost writer

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

But this rap is dope and y'alls fuckin with a verse that's straight fire/

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And a lit match, get back, or under your ass i'll set a fire/

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

I'm sorry kid, but you asked for it with that lame ass rap.

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Your on fire.. your on fire