This is a song about "Fuel"

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/

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

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

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers