This is a song about "Jack burns"

"im not saying jack shit"

I'm stuck with that

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

It burns eyes but it's so sweet, my tangerine dream

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

My pedestal burns brighter the more my desires inflame

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

The reality is i don't know jack

Strumming my pain with his fingers

So lets get drunk on it's chemical burns

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Your rap is #mindfucked, your #flat line's stuck, my verse on the mic's like an #assit #burns!

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

And side burns so filthy that people think you're an orthodox jew

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

It burns shocking me away,