This is a song about "Wild fire"

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Seems like my tenure in jail was longer than the devious, wild

This is to my unborn child

Animal style my style is wild

As: they will be so surprised

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

Im liable to spit cold fire

And the food could have been finer

Your on fire.. your on fire

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Hi's parents abonded him, and his doge gone wild

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Now walk to it with your land mind

I was young and running wild,