This is a song about "I m fire"

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....