This is a song about "I keeps it blazin"

But he keeps it real for the gold and through the chains,

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Here comes the boom, i assume your ass is in a loop cause it keeps happening

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

In rap terms he keeps it real

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

The afrocentric rappers spittin', blazin' chronic,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

The circus is a jungle, why would i stop blazin o's?

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

But it keeps on raining, and i keep on wailing tranna stay strong,

Because i feed off all the pain that keeps you strained in your conscience

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

In case i get a flat, my flow keeps going,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing