This is a song about "Fuel"

You were the fuel and the fire burns, they dont mess with me

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

My pen and pad are entrusted to fuel my rage..few can keep me caged/

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming