This is a song about "Fire bitch"

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Everyone swallow this dick bitch i wrote high qaulity shit fucking rap kit make this fit fire is lit

I breathe in the fire

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

What is hittin' for

Ryan spits hot fire

Because my soul spit like fire

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

He's gonna move through water, walk across fire.

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

Slaughter the bitch, fire shots, shout, love, it's the counteroffer