This is a song about "Forest fire"

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse

I thought i recognized her

Ryan spits hot fire

Dip tho cause her pussy was a forest

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Your on fire.. your on fire

Huh, i can't interpret her

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

I think it excited her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

What's with all this fire,

And i ain't frontin for her

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her