This is a song about "Spit fire diss"

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire/

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

You spit fire, smaller than bawty riders

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

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

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Its fire flame to these fuckers when they hear me spit

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Spit fire like charizard/my bars hard /i'll armbar this fake

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played