This is a song about "Burning desire"

Blunts still burning, money earning

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I have enough whisky to fill this desire

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I despise you, kill your family and admire, hearts desire,

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And its only to my fans desire