This is a song about "Burnt crisps"

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

And for me it's reversed

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

It hurts, the worst hurt like gettin burnt beneath your shirt crease,

Case they get burnt to embers

Talking about the god you serve

Try and take my shine away , get burnt by the suns ray

Ambition is definitely on the way

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Dont wanna get burnt, betta get gone

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

Play with fire you're going to get burnt

Your just a burnt up hater who has strife

Living in a gangsta’s paradise