This is a song about "Lets set the world on fire"

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Third shifter's arrive the sesh is on fire

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Set you on fire like tires breaking apart your moral fibers

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Took the van, went snatch her

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

See me on the television set, warrants everywhere

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Set the game ablaze, i’m an arcade fire