This is a song about "Spit hot fire"

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

I rhyme and spit out words like lyrical fire

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

You spit fire, smaller than bawty riders

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I'm on fire all the time spitting hot my creations

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

My rhymes are that hot i start a fire watch your attire.

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

My flow spit like dragon fire