This is a song about "Fuel"

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

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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

Just kids with hella fuel

As i light one for ill will