This is a song about "Theft of the secret of fire"

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

I'm a fire breather, with a heater, coming out of the nether, from underneath ya

Show me that it's alright

Spitting drips of fire like

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

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

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing