This is a song about "White flame"

Fuck with me and ill turn you in to flame

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Coz you burn with the brightest flame

All the bitches know my name

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

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Uh, i'm a flame fucking dropper, fire in my words

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Be cookin some fire and be dishing out some flame/

Watchin the flame dance hopin you'll give me a second chance

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans