This is a song about "Jet fuel can t melt steel beams"

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Got me quite open for a while

Concentrated into beams, yelling for freedom like screams

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Big bull, mad rapper with balls of steel

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

And take ya'll supper

Melt this track like butter

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

On top of the world feeling like i'ma melt

The only difference is it comes back, full effect