This is a song about "Boobs on fire"

A kraken dragon guilded pad on playing madden spittin fire

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I just started rapping but i'm on fire

Good love then i can do that for her

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Fucking dowse you in petrol, then light you on fire

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

My brother took a quick look, then he noticed it on fire.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

My lyrics are on fire it burns,

That's why she ignore my flowers