This is a song about "Gun fire"

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Fire, i deliver

Im liable to spit cold fire

And there's little to be glad for

I breathe in the fire

That's what rains for

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Your on fire.. your on fire

I would have been a totally different person

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Just give me a carrot gun

They say that karats help your vision

A real wonder woman

Escaping from my fucken gun

Took the van, went snatch her

Your on fire.. your on fire