This is a song about "Burning desire"

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Caving into the worlds desire

I ain't talkative neither

I kindle the flame, it's my burning desire,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

We about to set this bitch on fire

Cause i can do that if you desire

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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