This is a song about "Burning pancakes"

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

These easy rhymes i still am burning

These french pancakes give me the crepes

So if you done with these beijing games

But make sure if they do see

Burning you in effigy

Loud addition purple patch

Youre a burning match

Lyrical oven burning,wrecking rappers like it's nothing.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Returning one more time to see hip-hop burning/

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring