This is a song about "Your lace"

I said i'm hurting her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Fell asleep in first class

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Not relying on the light no more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Dealers lace the rock on vacant plots, forsaken blocks, it,

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,