This is a song about "Fuel"

My shit is fluent i use hate as fluid fuel so all my rhyme flows/

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

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

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

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

Fuck you, i'm a subject without my permission

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

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

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

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

But they added fuel to the fire waiting for the flaming/

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting