This is a song about "Wire"

When i rap its like my life is on the wire

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

And nothing will stop me whether its you or barbed wire

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Bullets and barbed wire

Sucker mc’s should call me sire

Who knows? they're probably tapping us with fiber optic wire,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Tryna wire machines but its a no go.

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

To tie the wire to his tire

You ever paid attention in there? me either

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire