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

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

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

I'm sorry my friend, but this is your wake up call, a needed letter.

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

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

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

But my raps still undetected

So if they better than the kid

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Sorry shakie but i run from flames

Wishing but knowing i won't soar to you up in that sky.

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

Well sorry but i'm feelin like ye and my dreams have taken me hostage/

When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch