This is a song about "Burning desire"

Burning up,turn the fan on/

My sim card's the bomb

I have enough whisky to fill this desire

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

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

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

These easy rhymes i still am burning

Blunts still burning, money earning

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Fire up the burning bush

Yup! its my desire

Ay yo you wonder who i are