This is a song about "Fire hyrdrant"

To the flame then shortly after write fire

And then along came the wrong man for her

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Someone call an ambulance, everyone's on fire!/

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

The whole parking lot is on fire

And i just want to hold her

We about to set your shit on fire

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Im liable to spit cold fire

Left with nothing but eternal fire

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Because my soul spit like fire