This is a song about "Spitting hot fire"

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

See with a district columbia vision

Spitting straight fire from dome big putting it done

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

And i just want to hold her

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Spitting hot flows, i'm burning your epidermis

Spitting pure fire, saliva burning like napalm

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Hot furnace flow spitting venom turning the tides of both sides with insurgents

I'll spit hot fire lyrics, but i'm not a rapper though

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

On fire the lyrics were hot, it lifted spirits