This is a song about "Spittinn fire balls"

My rapping made you soil

My balls get lubed in oil

Huh, i can't interpret her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Your on fire.. your on fire

But that's what he liked her

Don't test me unless you got the balls

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

What's with all this fire,

Say bye bye to her

Your on fire.. your on fire

And there's little to be glad for

But then it caught on fire

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur