This is a song about "Smoking that fire"

Set up fire to the ceiling, wait fuck that set fire to the building

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Killa you already know harlem

That beat fire make my brain numb

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Smoking is a delight that spreads to the minds and heads

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

I flash smiles at the mean looks

School kids setting fire to that bush...

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

That pussy fire make my tongue numb

Smoking on that quarter o jay, pop a blotter

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Liven every day smoking that jamaican

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them