This is a song about "Burning"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm despicable, burning off all these syllables/

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I'm torching and burning you,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Spitting pure fire, saliva burning like napalm

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Youre a burning match

Loud addition purple patch

Cause everytime you come around

We revolve towns burning them down.