This is a song about "Own desire"

I have enough whisky to fill this desire

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Destroy anything i desire lyrically i'm on fire,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street

I kindle the flame, it's my burning desire,

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

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

By the fire in my desire to raise the bar higher

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet