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

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Spit fire create the corrosion, leave molten

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

U tryin to act hard with these week lyrics u spit,

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire

First off congratulations on the win

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill