This is a song about "Fire"

You know...you know who you are

Ryan spits hot fire

Someone call an ambulance, everyone's on fire!/

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Set the game ablaze, i’m an arcade fire

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Well we start the fire

But then it caught on fire

I ain't talkative neither

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

Because my soul spit like fire

The only time i flirt with her