This is a song about "Wildfire"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

My lyrics are mistaken for national security bomb threats,

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

Like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

Well right after lightning comes thunder

In one way or another

When you took my hand up so calm

Burning up,turn the fan on/

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

And winds up on my notepad as i re-write and refine it

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

A criminal grind mean hustle

Burning up, like she flammable/