This is a song about "Fuel"

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

Just kids with hella fuel

I'm on the block as usual

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

And i got that drive and she just might crash