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/

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

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

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

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

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

My shit is fluent i use hate as fluid fuel so all my rhyme flows/

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

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