This is a song about "Fuel"

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

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

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse