This is a song about "Memphis may fire"

Brotha lynch may be mean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

I breathe in the fire

You gon' tip her

Your on fire.. your on fire

And that i spent the night with her

And you know my drift

I may not be the smartest

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Something worth dying for

Well we start the fire

Name, and your entire

But then it caught on fire

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may