This is a song about "Fuel"

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

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

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

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

Magic city a lil bit of change

We pray while we prey on competition

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

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

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win