This is a song about "Sorry brother but my flames still soar"

Im sorry i love you so much but, its not my choice, id stay if i could,

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Sorry shakie but i run from flames

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Im so intensive my flow inventive ill leave you pussies soar like birthin an elephant

But my brother said no free, wait for the trick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Break away we’re still slaves to the game scorching in flames,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

As: and while you’re in my mother

Lost ma mother and my brother

"sorry for my behavior" but nothing's gonna save ya

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

I flow cold but my aura brings flames when i spit on this beat i rip spines