This is a song about "Fuel"

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

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

She don't really care about anyone advice

See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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