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/

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin