This is a song about "Fuel"

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

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

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

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

While half my mental belongs in a cage

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing