This is a song about "Burnt crisps"

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

But no doubt, i still chill with those getting burnt out

And they asked me whilst the school burnt, what they were imagining

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

I burnt too many brain cells down,

Yea, i been humble too long

Dont wanna get burnt, betta get gone

And i know - there'll never be peace

Burnt like burnt grease on your brand new lease.

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Cause every bridge they'ed ever built, she just burnt em down