This is a song about "Burnt out"

Stay with me, girlfriend i'll change your life

Your just a burnt up hater who has strife

Burnt like burnt grease on your brand new lease.

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Play with fire you're going to get burnt

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

His bladder is burnt through like the rapture of antimatter,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

It’s knowin’ it’s over

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing