This is a song about "Burning man"

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

I'm torching and burning you,

Niggas that guided me through

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

I'm despicable, burning off all these syllables/

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Youre a burning match

Loud addition purple patch

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

These easy rhymes i still am burning

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

Got em burning from infernal fires internally

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers