This is a song about "Burnt"

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

My records sell, yes sir

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

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Who would forgive me even if i burnt down all their homes

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Case they get burnt to embers

Best be prepared for the outlaws

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

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

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

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

I have these rappers' farms burnt in ashes

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was