This is a song about "Fuel"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

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

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

I'm on the block as usual

Just kids with hella fuel

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Will only fuel my infatuate rage