This is a song about "Fuel"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

Just kids with hella fuel

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual