This is a song about "Fire fighter"

On the mic i fight till death i'm a sick fighter

Look at wale and say you nothing but a biter

I breathe in the fire

And the food could have been finer

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

I'm gettin discouraged with her

I'm a musical street fighter

I know i said that i'm a fighter

I pipe in and one night her

I got more hoes than tiger

Ryan spits hot fire

Shine brighter than the chain of the strike fighter

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

You can know me out you cant keep a fighter down

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around