This is a song about "Keeps it blazin"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

My anger keeps building

Get off a key like i can’t sing

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

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Flows wrecking it keeps stepping and progressing

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Blazin limit it not wastin maximum hit/

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

But she keeps shaking her head and just keeps saying "no",

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield