This is a song about "Sorting fire"

Im liable to spit cold fire

You is not hip then i can not coach her

But then it caught on fire

That damier bag i bought her

Cause i'm laying a rap from fire

Baby, you know who you are

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Say bye bye to her

Fire, i deliver

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Antihero fightin fire with fire let me light this joint

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

I got something you've been waiting for

I just started rapping but i'm on fire