This is a song about "Your blick"

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

So much to say a scrabble game

Your on fire.. your on fire

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Your on fire.. your on fire

Name, and your entire