This is a song about "Fire raps"

Listen to every word that i slur

The whole parking lot is on fire

Poke out from behind her

I breathe in the fire

Baby, you know who you are

Blow your brains out, set you on fire

I destroyed it with my raps,

They just wanna dance

J. cole's her ghost writer

Well we start the fire

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Left with nothing but eternal fire

Im liable to spit cold fire

Just to let you know, you are

I'm intense, my raps light niggas on fire like incense,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense