This is a song about "Burnin love"

She's every love song that i love singing

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Fire's burnin' up my heart, and no broken case

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

The only time i flirt with her

Peel out, burnin rubber

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Burnin' there, it's so hot, ate up like a snack box,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

If critics say my rhyme's stink, i'll fry em til there's burnin smells

Mary j my bitch ya know, got the swisher burnin slow.

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Just like your burnin up the weed when its packed, after a pot deal