This is a song about "Burning god"

You pull up in parking lots

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

I the immortal, leave you in burning coral

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

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

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

These easy rhymes i still am burning

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Fire up the burning bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

I don't wanna damage you

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love