This is a song about "I spit out fire"

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

Sorry if i burn you with this fire i spit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

I spit fire lyrically while dissing little bitches like you fiercely,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I spit with this lyrical fire,

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

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

No, shit! kick the fire out, now i need to dip!

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick