This is a song about "Sorting fire"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Im liable to spit cold fire

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I just started rapping but i'm on fire

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

I spit fire like a fire breathing animal

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Your on fire.. your on fire

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 pipe in and one night her

The whole parking lot is on fire

Yes you have a gun but wont fire,

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

I breathe in the fire

That damier bag i bought her