This is a song about "Torrie wilson"

I kindle the flame, it's my burning desire,

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

Until a will of desire, gives a right to inspire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

Make'm forefeit and i'm porshin 600 horses

Ever since bill clinton was still in office

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I have enough whisky to fill this desire