This is a song about "Fuel"

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

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Lady at the frank stand will

Just kids with hella fuel

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

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

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

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free