This is a song about "Burning bright"

Im shinin bright so bright just like my white boy swagger does

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Burning up, like she flammable/

No one notice your struggle

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Questioning if i'm crazy or actually bright.

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Blunts still burning, money earning

Burning up,turn the fan on/

As: can’t wait to pork your mom