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/

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

See her man face-to-face through the glass

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

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

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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