This is a song about "My raps are on fire"

My raps gone on forever, they carry loose

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

The walls are constructed by the very fire that keeps me on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Look it something they can't ever see

Raps are pawn shops, on top non-stop like shady,

My raps are comical plus my expressions are diabolical.

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Too perfect they think i'm bionic my raps are super sonic

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

My brother took a quick look, then he noticed it on fire.

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

My raps are just so damn ill