This is a song about "Lady of fire"

Wino might find yo' sight

Spitting drips of fire like

I'm tired of being polite cause tonight this fire will ignite

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Boy get off your so called little lady,

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

A full time sex slave, never find another

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke