This is a song about "Burning my heart"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Die apart with my big ass heart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Vision is blurring, losing myself, i hear the screams of my soul burning!

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Cause this is coming from my heart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

But the hood was always in my heart

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I kindle the flame, it's my burning desire,

Lord is my witness cause this god is burning

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win