This is a song about "Flaming mitchell"

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

I'd rather stick my fricking dick inside a flaming fan/

Hate is the fuel thats helping me, this diss is sick 'n' flaming

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,

A flaming gleam while they scream unseen, a screaming cracked fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

Try to spit flaming verses hotter than the ones i quickly jot,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

But they added fuel to the fire waiting for the flaming/

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go