This is a song about "War and fire"

And in fire it will drown

Then get out your seat and jump around

I like my girls skinny with brains

Fire reds and flu games

Disaster and pain. spit fire like it's rain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Ill run in yo house and let the smoke fire

Not one j got a pair or more

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Spit it hot as fire and an arsonist