This is a song about "Rays of fire"

Spit fire? all i see is a bunch of smoke, and an emcee who's prone to choke.

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

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

Looking for them better days

I shine bright like sun rays

The fire was that obscene, my highness was out of luck.

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

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

My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips