This is a song about "Spit fire"

You spit fire, smaller than bawty riders

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

My mics a lighter when i spit 'n sparks a fire.

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire

Africana, black as ghana, be my attire

So take the stage just show me what you got

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