This is a song about "Meeting your ife"

Your on fire.. your on fire

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

I was playing with guns

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Meeting me for them just has gotta be so awesome,

All the time with this glock of mines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,

It shows i know a bit

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Im courtside, wizard game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain