This is a song about "Blaze"

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Blaze the weed, and burn a week of miseries.

Lazing around like a purple haze, smoking them rounds all you do is blaze

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Brave and confident i blaze a trail through seven continents

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

But i ain't get to see you today

My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks