This is a song about "Fire of retr"

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

What is hittin' for

Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

And you know i paint that picture

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Your on fire.. your on fire

The ice ain't really nothing to her