This is a song about "Fire ass rap"

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

'till i rap and your ass is spaced out like captain kirk

And then along came the wrong man for her

Your on fire.. your on fire

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

My damn fire been lit, my rap skill be tough shit

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

I'm done kiss my ass take out the trash you rap fag

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Before i really bring the fire and sentence you whack ass to hell like

If you to cross, i will set your ass on fire on christ's cross

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue