This is a song about "The fire squad"

Bait baby, wait baby

The squad on lock no key

J. cole's her ghost writer

The whole parking lot is on fire

Cause some of you bitches funny

The fire inside me

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

The fire rages strong, the fire causes everything around me to flinch

Set up fire to the ceiling, wait fuck that set fire to the building

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Well we start the fire

You know...you know who you are