This is a song about "Burnin muffins"

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

Until i'm wreckin' with presents, like shovin' muffins down your mouth

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Like an abusive husband,bitch get back in the kitchen and make me some muffins

Rhythm flows straight through my blood, and see that rhythm be spread evidence,

Peel out, burnin rubber

So it leaves me to wonder

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

I feel like i'm just lost n' tossin an turnin, frosted over still burnin'

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

That's why these loud blunt be burnin everyday

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

I feel the coals burnin' scorchin' beneath my soles