This is a song about "Fire god drugs"

Because my soul spit like fire

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

Good kids make bad grown ups

And get me some more drugs

Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Im liable to spit cold fire

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Fire, i deliver

Huh, i can't interpret her

What's with all this fire,

You gon' tip her

That damier bag i bought her

Well we start the fire