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On “Fire Hazard,” Ski Mask the Slump God’s touches on his successes, as well as some of his struggles as a black man living in the United States.

Ski first previewed the song in an IGTV post on June 4, 2020. The track’s title was thought to be “This Is How I Feel,” which was the title of the video, but DJ Scheme stated that the track was titled “Fire Hazard.”

Ski performed the full song live on September 13, 2020, during the first Rolling Loud Twitch Livestream.

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, huh, yuh

[Verse 1]
Bitch, energy for days, you lil’ bastards (Ayy)
Like I popped the bean, but bitch, I’m not Mr. Bombastic (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
She got Fabuloso, making my wood smell fantastic
On my Raven Simone, I see the future, you lil’ nasties
Huh, yuh, huh, huh, smell it through the plastic
Fire hazard, diesel leak, I might need a napkin
Problematic, we subtract ’em, turn ’em to a fraction (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
We love static (Yuh), we just like the TVs in the attic (Yuh, yuh, hm-hm)

[Chorus]
Truer story never told (Whoo), ’cause they want my gold (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Then they want my soul (Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah)
Bitch, I’m always in the house (Yup, yup, in here, woo)
And I call my wrist Klaus ’cause it’s in a fish bowl (Hm-hm, hm-hm, American Dad)
That’s that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (Hm-hm-hm-hm)
Playin’ with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I’m bad to the bone (Huh-huh-huh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Hide my money with a mattress
‘Cause my skin molasses, I can’t trust none of these fascists (Huh-huh-huh)
We gon’ serve ’em with the taxes
And, like Lava Girl, that firearm what gon’ protect us (Huh-huh-huh-huh)
Crack his egg, nigga, breakfast
And I had a dream about it, Martin Luther King lecture
Possess all the strength for victory over oppression
It could down in four ways, bitch, mind the intersection (Mm, mmm)

[Chorus]
Truer story never told (Whoo), ’cause they want my gold (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Then they want my soul (Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah)
Bitch, I’m always in the house (Yup, yup, in here, woo)
And I call my wrist Klaus ’cause it’s in a fish bowl (Hm-hm, hm-hm, American Dad)
That’s that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (Hm-hm-hm-hm)
Playin’ with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I’m bad to the bone (Huh-huh-huh-huh)

On “Fire Hazard,” Ski Mask the Slump God’s touches on his successes, as well as some of his struggles as a black man living in the United States.

Ski first previewed the song in an IGTV post on June 4, 2020. The track’s title was thought to be “This Is How I Feel,” which was the title of the video, but DJ Scheme stated that the track was titled “Fire Hazard.”

Ski performed the full song live on September 13, 2020, during the first Rolling Loud Twitch Livestream.

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, huh, yuh

[Verse 1]
Bitch, energy for days, you lil’ bastards (Ayy)
Like I popped the bean, but bitch, I’m not Mr. Bombastic (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
She got Fabuloso, making my wood smell fantastic
On my Raven Simone, I see the future, you lil’ nasties
Huh, yuh, huh, huh, smell it through the plastic
Fire hazard, diesel leak, I might need a napkin
Problematic, we subtract ’em, turn ’em to a fraction (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
We love static (Yuh), we just like the TVs in the attic (Yuh, yuh, hm-hm)

[Chorus]
Truer story never told (Whoo), ’cause they want my gold (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Then they want my soul (Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah)
Bitch, I’m always in the house (Yup, yup, in here, woo)
And I call my wrist Klaus ’cause it’s in a fish bowl (Hm-hm, hm-hm, American Dad)
That’s that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (Hm-hm-hm-hm)
Playin’ with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I’m bad to the bone (Huh-huh-huh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Hide my money with a mattress
‘Cause my skin molasses, I can’t trust none of these fascists (Huh-huh-huh)
We gon’ serve ’em with the taxes
And, like Lava Girl, that firearm what gon’ protect us (Huh-huh-huh-huh)
Crack his egg, nigga, breakfast
And I had a dream about it, Martin Luther King lecture
Possess all the strength for victory over oppression
It could down in four ways, bitch, mind the intersection (Mm, mmm)

[Chorus]
Truer story never told (Whoo), ’cause they want my gold (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Then they want my soul (Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah)
Bitch, I’m always in the house (Yup, yup, in here, woo)
And I call my wrist Klaus ’cause it’s in a fish bowl (Hm-hm, hm-hm, American Dad)
That’s that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (Hm-hm-hm-hm)
Playin’ with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I’m bad to the bone (Huh-huh-huh-huh)