This is a song about "Supa got fire"

What's with all this fire,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

Fire in my chest, from the sess, got me flying

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

My flow spit like dragon fire

I thought i recognized her

I think it excited her

Fire, i deliver

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Im liable to spit cold fire

Born alone, work alone, die alone

He's got me in the fire and brimstone