This is a song about "Fire"

And i ain't frontin for her

Ryan spits hot fire

Because my soul spit like fire

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I breathe in the fire

All my shit designer

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

He's gonna move through water, walk across fire.

I don’t care where ya are

What's with all this fire,

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

To the flame then shortly after write fire

You ever paid attention in there? me either

I spit with this lyrical fire,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir