This is a song about "Burning god"

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

I the immortal, leave you in burning coral

Burning up, like she flammable/

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

Nuclear heat burning up like radon

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

Lord is my witness cause this god is burning

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Fire up the burning bush

Returning one more time to see hip-hop burning/

The world should turn as soon as my records spin