This is a song about "We didnt start the fire"

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Now i didnt say we can be cool you gotta loose head so tighten some screws

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Tiger, roam to start a fire for hire/

We about to set your shit on fire

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

My rhymes are that hot i start a fire watch your attire.

The whole parking lot is on fire

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

To the flame then shortly after write fire

But he don't rule a thing

But we didnt learn anything

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door