This is a song about "Ken burns"

Got to the end of the tunnel

Spills and burns through rubble.

Burns like furnace urns, and you take your turn to purchase it,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

It burns shocking me away,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You were the fuel and the fire burns, they dont mess with me

No dedication, they argue it's because schools don't teach creation, ken ham

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

My abuse induces flames, ain't no soothin the burns

Made a million with the pen

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

I knew deep inside baby girl would always be minepicked you up when you was 9, started out my life of crime

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme