This is a song about "Fire in the melody"

Fire in the hole. shame her vag is flammable.

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

These lines i jot are the recipe to the story of my melody

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Ayoh, check the melody, my brain is collapsing

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I warn you my friend don’t take this way cause it isn’t worth the melody

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Its a war with the enemy

Incinerating melody

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Spitting fire without condoms the in pop filter

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street