LOW FLAME
Here we go sparking up a low flame
Had to go my own way rap and do my own thing
Let’s go
Here we go sparking up a low flame
Had to go my own way rap and do my own thing
I told em i’d snap I felt it in my heart the moment I rapped
Had to let go of the people that were holding me back

I grab their perspective then I fold it in half
You can keep the dough , I’m a beast I know
Gotta show em a world they never seen befo
Better watch out with the fight you’re picking today
Got flames coming out my body like I’m Nicholas cage
Writing everyday then I’m ripping the page
We all got demons and I gotta battle mine
No matter what I write I guess I’m never really satisfied

When I first started rapping I was so bad
Never would’ve thought I could’ve ever wrote that
Back when I would do it they’d be laughing along
Now they be moving when I rap in a song
But I’m thinking that I got them I’m thinking that I don’t
And I know I got a problem when I think of what I wrote
So I run and then I solve it with a drink and a smoke
Take it back just a kid living a chill life
Don’t know what it is but ya loving what you feel right
Gotta rub it in every time that I kill a mic
Mata got rough skin for the ill life
Motherfuckers out here running for the hillside
They know just how hot the flames go
Every time they hear me they like dang bro
Do what you love to do , do it till these motherfuckers get enough of you
That’s where my heads at , tell me anything different I’ll find out where your beds at
I kill it like Rambo chilling in camo infinite ammo
Packing a camel with wacky tobacco
Letting the raps go
Speak for themselves
Kinda funny when I first started now come and tell me everything you fucking know about it bitch