This is a song about "Fire truck"

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

So much dope all in the back cant even fit in a truck

What's with all this fire,

Say bye bye to her

Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Something worth dying for

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

That i was broke as fuck, driving 'roun in my truck.

But then it caught on fire

Poke out from behind her

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Your on fire.. your on fire

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck