This is a song about "I am on fire"

As i open fire on you with no misfire or mistakes

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

You is not hip then i can not coach her

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

I spit fire on this mic, like my shit just got laid off

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Except i am dragging you into the water instead of out, i am on a mission

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue

Your on fire.. your on fire

I said i'm hurting her

The best part about me is i am not you, i'm me, i'm the fire marshall and this is my/

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

Nor am i contemplating on every single tape,