This is a song about "My ryhmes still on fire"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Because my soul spit like fire

I spit fire on this mic, like my shit just got laid off

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Im not angry, though a little aggravated but im still holdin on to the fire within,

Say what you wanna but

Still fucking suck on my left nut