This is a song about "I spit fire"

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

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Y'all niggas ain't ready for the fire i spit

Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Wants to fuck with cause if so, you better lay low cause i spit fire with desire

My mics a lighter when i spit 'n sparks a fire.

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Spit fire? all i see is a bunch of smoke, and an emcee who's prone to choke.

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire