This is a song about "Lady of fire"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!

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

Boy get off your so called little lady,

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Get high on the white lady

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

For god, is the kingdom, and the power

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

I'm tired of being polite cause tonight this fire will ignite

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Every day a lady of the night is raped and it's not so silent