This is a song about "Ring of fire"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

I sing nd let it ring

We will never die, we are forever alive

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

Your on fire.. your on fire

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Spitting drips of fire like