This is a song about "Fire wimp"

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

And there's little to be glad for

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Name, and your entire

Ryan spits hot fire

Even if you not a stripper

Fire, i deliver

Because my soul spit like fire

I'm gettin discouraged with her

We about to set your shit on fire

Come here i’m about to take you higher

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Im liable to spit cold fire

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for