This is a song about "Fire flame"

Or something that you paid for

Your on fire.. your on fire

Things'll never be the same

And what i spit, is fucking flame.

You bitch ass niggas know my name, i'm in that bentley fire flame

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Well rick james, maury jane

Coz you burn with the brightest flame

Live from the lamont's rose

Posse hocking some flame flows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Posse hocking some flame flows

Its fire flame to these fuckers when they hear me spit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again