Fire

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I was bout as uncool as a niece's mother's biggest brother
But now it's all butter
Now I'm bout as uncool as some cover,
To a pool, from a puddle
Like a monsoon but subtler
Slowly pull up my pants or sag it to a flooder
Now you need a submarine, the way I'm cuffin my jeans
Like I'm arresting my dress code
The dress clothes and the dress toes, so let's roll
Ghetto lambda lambda's how i address those
Niggas might peep and think geek
But you need that when you knee deep, goin' on waist high
Get up to your neck, just like a great tie
I finally got the windsor, like on my eighth try
Your shirt's still soakin wet, your slacks ain't dry
And I have yet to even fall from the sky
I'm hotter than Red with, a head full of lye
Better run and get Spike, tell him I'm on fire


[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Hell, I don't wanna see ya like a male stripper
As you picture yourself, lookin' at pictures of male strippers
That's how bad I don't wanna go to hell nigga
Wish ya well like a wishing well wisher wish hisself
It fell at first so now I sail with ya
If it happen to sink, I pitch in with pales
And pitchers, bucket and cup it back to the river
Then cover the leak with garbage pail kid stickers
{Dynamite} and first aid, the way ya saviors
Now ya flow look like my bedroom door when i was four
No rockin' that boat, or you be swimmin', fo sho
Oh, I stay ship shape, all aboard
That's just how i row, when i try and keep it on the flow
Hatin's a disease and it's deadly if you catch it
Crabs in the bucket, always tryna pull me backwards
Position rarely change so they don't really matter
If not the same, its similar, like Asher and Mathers
Bow


[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Bully or I Bogard, bodacious so i'm Humphrey
I used to rubber band, but now I got a bungee
If you let me expand, that refers to the money
Gucci's all good, Chanel is all chummy
And that ain't even for me, my honey and my mummy
I'd rather be bummy, nappy on top
Cipriani in my tummy, the fade is for the fans
Not even for my fans, it's more for like the brand
Whether you hear the words, or just a show of hands
The sign language lady who be translatin' my jams
You really like the beats or you barely understand
Why I throw my set up wherever i am
Man, it's cause I love my town
My mind was a sponge, but now its Sham-Wow
I'll never throw in the towel so just wipe me down
But don't you get too close, they might have to put you out