This is a song about "Burning houses"

Well, um, there's a but

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Burning you in effigy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Burning up, like she flammable/

Lady at the frank stand will

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

We revolve towns burning them down.

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Pocketing sleep time, burning up my dream flow.

Blunts still burning, money earning

Bun b, i’m underground king

I'm still white steel hot burning any enemy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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