This is a song about "Firery flames"

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

Standing behind a lectern of fire and flames

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

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

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

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

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Sauce in your veins you'll get tossed in the flames/

For the occasion, paper planes

I train in spittin flames,