This is a song about "Fire lord"

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

And that i spent the night with her

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

All you need is your passport

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Your on fire.. your on fire

School cyphersi was too nicer

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

I breathe in the fire

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Left with nothing but eternal fire

Im liable to spit cold fire

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her