This is a song about "Lady of fire"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist

The fire was that obscene, my highness was out of luck.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Oh you're cray baby stands for crazy lady

I want a woman not a lady

And all women who had light features, see

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Standing behind a lectern of fire and flames

Get the ass shots right

Spitting drips of fire like

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

So stand back or get engulfed by my fire of fame

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner