This is a song about "Spit fire wheels"

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Because my soul spit like fire

And then along came the wrong man for her

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I spit with this lyrical fire,

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

If you feel it, it must be real just

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

Im liable to spit cold fire

Niggas who be rapping how real they are