This is a song about "Super hot fire"

Spotted two of these super hot chicks across from me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

Super saiyan while raving

But he don't rule a thing

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

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

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

All my shit designer

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Against a new king of the streets on a fire hot streak

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

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

I pipe in and one night her

Your on fire.. your on fire