This is a song about "Fire mic"

Im always killin in the mic,

But they say we ain't big

I breathe in the fire

Poke out from behind her

How simple they are

My flow is pure fire

Im always killin in the mic,

She's cute but her forehead's big

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Im always killin in the mic,

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Ready, steady and setting fire to the mic/

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

But then it caught on fire

I pipe in and one night her