This is a song about "Fuel"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Bringing fuel for clowning you weak fools cuz i'm a fool-proof master

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

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

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

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

Blastin off like a rocket, add the fuel to the fire

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

When you give me some fuel its what you'll be killed with

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.