This is a song about "Dj k flames"

That shit must be a dj thing

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Like dj kool i clear my throat

Y'all can't stick to no g code

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

I'll slowly walk out with the fire 'n flames.

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

I train in spittin flames,

High: that's why they call us planes

And burst in a ball of flames

And i ain't got what it takes

Life's a hard and mad game, you'll get caught by flames

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes