This is a song about "U don t spit fire"

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Bitches pay for a photo,spit fire, komoto

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

You don;t thin anymore

Ya'll wife and white knight her

My flow spit like dragon fire

Because my soul spit like fire

Name, and your entire

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop