This is a song about "Fuel"

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

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Formed a fossil fuel, the smug act dies

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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