This is a song about "Fuel"

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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

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

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

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies