This is a song about "Mobey fire"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Someone call an ambulance, everyone's on fire!/

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I pipe in and one night her

Because my soul spit like fire

We about to set your shit on fire

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

Your on fire.. your on fire

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

My flow is pure fire

Ay yo you wonder who i are