This is a song about "Burning houses"

Burning you in effigy

It's no longer a new jack city

Fire up the burning bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I'm still white steel hot burning any enemy

These easy rhymes i still am burning

So if it comes down, may the best man win

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

Burning up,turn the fan on/

My sim card's the bomb