This is a song about "I keeps it blazin"

Im not a backpacker who keeps it strictly lyrical

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Whats time? it keeps ticking while i rhyme

In rap terms he keeps it real

Hopin' when this bread get here

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

And this will be the song that we sing

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

His depression never ceases but he keeps hiding it well

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Flows wrecking it keeps stepping and progressing

Bun b, i’m underground king

Drink this , it keeps you flying