This is a song about "Suppa hot fire"

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

I though i was red hot

Fuck that job been around that block

Going broke, no sir

Well we start the fire

Said when i do dirt wit her

Im liable to spit cold fire

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Strong as stone,cold as ice,hot like a fire!

Because my soul spit like fire

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her