This is a song about "Fire heart"

I ain't talkative neither

I breathe in the fire

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I thought i recognized her

Fire, i deliver

Left with nothing but eternal fire

And the food could have been finer

See, and now life seem hard

She used to have his heart

Your on fire.. your on fire

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Ryan spits hot fire

My records sell, yes sir

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

The whole parking lot is on fire