This is a song about "Not spitin fire"

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

The best part about me is i am not you, i'm me, i'm the fire marshall and this is my/

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

'cuz emcees are not trying, hip-hop's dying, that's why i fire,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Because soon not only am i going to be cold enough, i'll be cold enough to build a fire

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Look, she so stingy with vagina

While im spitin these raps like saliva

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

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

And the food could have been finer

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

But then it caught on fire

But that's what he liked her