This is a song about "Flaming"

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

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

A clever idea to take something they said

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

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

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,