This is a song about "Rays of fire"

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Standing behind a lectern of fire and flames

Of everyones time, we want to build diffrent kind of rays

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

Niggas hiding behind that screen like some rays: gamma

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Still got hit with the sun's rays

Haven't slept for days

Listen to every word that i slur

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

Spit fire? all i see is a bunch of smoke, and an emcee who's prone to choke.

Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...

As i acquire the skills i require to put you in the line of my fire

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are