This is a song about "Jet fuel"

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

When you give me some fuel its what you'll be killed with

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Adding fuel to the fire only made his hell worse

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Blow minds away, spittin faster than a jet stream

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....