This is a song about "Burn"

Quick to burn yo bitch ass

Got my foot on the gas

Take a gasoline, light it up i hope you burn

I killed my manager with an iron

Rack, rack city shit

Burn this magget, now that's it

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Burn this magget, now that's it

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Maybe if i just burn this crop

That means i have no block

The juices enough just to let it burn,

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Burn bud and get a stressed throat

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