This is a song about "Spit u on fire"

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

As long as we're cooperating with god

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

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

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

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

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

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

But then it caught on fire

Of impactful things one can ask for

U tryin to act hard with these week lyrics u spit,

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Your on fire.. your on fire

I said i'm hurting her