This is a song about "Burning the haters"

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

The burning flesh and twisted mouth and blood on the leaves,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree

Burning through the money but the friends are everlasting

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I the immortal, leave you in burning coral

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

This anxiety is burning me to the thousandth degree,

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Debate, arresting the haters

I the immortal, leave you in burning coral

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level