This is a song about "Shot fire"

Say i'm not hot

Call this the money shot

Because my soul spit like fire

And the food could have been finer

Left with nothing but eternal fire

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Not giving you my best shot

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

I never hugged no corner

Shot fired from the shot tower/

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Your on fire.. your on fire

And there's little to be glad for

What's with all this fire,

Through the barbed wire