This is a song about "Spitting flame"

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

As three years ago when i started chasing the flame,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

And what i spit, is fucking flame.

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

My raps were straight up lame, i didn't have a flame

Spitting verses like im spitting curses

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Burn a house down just to see the flame

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane