This is a song about "Rising flames"

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Rising and brimming and pinning with lava, volcanic/

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

One verse is all it takes

And burst in a ball of flames

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Sorry shakie but i run from flames

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Now i'm spitting flames it's an indication

Rising the drive that slice into cries

Right flows down and they might go nice

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,