This is a song about "Fire fighters"

I breathe in the fire

But that's what he liked her

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Get those dope fighters that you talk about with mac-10s,

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

The fire rages strong, the fire causes everything around me to flinch

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

The whole parking lot is on fire

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

We original officially the most original

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

I got a blaze, no faint fire

I thought i recognized her

Or something that you paid for

Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/