This is a song about "Fire flys"

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Your on fire.. your on fire

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

My flow is pure fire

Your on fire.. your on fire

Took the van, went snatch her

The only time i flirt with her

Well we start the fire

Im liable to spit cold fire

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

School cyphersi was too nicer

What's with all this fire,