This is a song about "Fuel"

My pen and pad are entrusted to fuel my rage..few can keep me caged/

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Blastin off like a rocket, add the fuel to the fire

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

All the people like that just fuel my insanity.

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

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

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

In a collision, i see their ambition

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,