This is a song about "Im about to spit some hot fire"

You get the hint just hit bong,cause im bout to spit some,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

Y'all shoulda just quit, but now we about to spit

Its fire flame to these fuckers when they hear me spit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Or seek some hot shit to speak and decide to compete

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet