This is a song about "I spit fire"

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Because my soul spit like fire

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest

I heard them other niggas tryin to spit fire

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Meditate. i don't hesitate when i spit straight fire i leave you to dissipate

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./

My flow spit like dragon fire

Ya'll wife and white knight her