This is a song about "Picture to burn"

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

I'm doubling on my verses just to give an extra burn.

So we try to be superman, just burn and die, then sigh,

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

The juices enough just to let it burn,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Heading home later to burn a piece of paper so worthless

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Let's go, time to burn this bush

I like to picture my killings i'm a visionary

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Writing rap is like a a certain picture, you have to capture.

This is my way to fix her, when they find my carcass, they'll find her picture.

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter