This is a song about "She s on fire"

Lungs on fire to some beauty of her

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

When you took my hand up so calm

A kraken dragon guilded pad on playing madden spittin fire

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

So i'm dropping fire solely on junction

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I just started rapping but i'm on fire

And then along came the wrong man for her

Still you couldn't know my psyche, liar, pants on fire,

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

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

Till i fire up on the victim

S on my chest like a superman vest

The day before is better than the present