[Verse 1: Rob Flo]

Queen City, ride around with phene’s with me

Hiding out in parking lots and breaking down the green sticky

All black Beemer best believe I got the reefer

Keep it in the sock or sneaker

Running from the cops and leaping over soccer bleachers

They used to knock me now they call me up to cop a feature

Cause they heard the Flo was from the future well its nice to meetcha

Ritalin remedies heaven sent me to preach it

A villain enemy headed to make amends to that weak shit

I recommend that you peep it, I’m blowing tree while I’m breathing

I sold my soul to the devil then satan told me to keep it

I never needed your sympathy symphony simple heathen

Even if you don’t believe in me soon you’ll see that I’m Jesus

Either that or seeking havoc in a city cinematic

Battle rappin, addy packing, adderallic poppin addict

Still erratic in my habits, I was born to be illmatic

Manifested magic match a rello flaming like a fagget

[Chorus: Calest of the Sky]

Now Light it up, and let it burn

Now Light it up, and let it burn

Now Light it up, and Let it burn

Let it burn, let it burn

[Verse 2: Calest of the Sky]

They said the worlds ending

All I see is the world spinning

Sittin back smoking this blunt this girl grinning

I just finished beating it up we all sinning

If the goal was to be wrong we all winning

Mac dreams of great ? And great things

They wake to mad green and white phenes

That green dollar, make her holler, fuck me

Pretty girl your slutty world is ugly

True love ya never had I had once

Then I lost due to my love of mad girls

Is fucked up, no luck, no buck

No job gotta rob now that sucks

Black master ? A man of more patients

The plot thickens, time ticking, you naked

Now heres satan, with that dollar for you to dress up

Messed up, how the world will make a nigga stressed out

Or stress down, mad rounds of maragonja

Pop pills to fight ill’s you’ll never want it

White powder it kills I’ve never done it

But I sold it and god damn if they weren’t on it

It’s like Phonics, niggas were hooked on that shit

Seen it so much I could write a book on that shit

Seen it so much I could write a book on that shit

[Chorus: Calest of the Sky]

Now Light it up, and let it burn

Now Light it up, and let it burn

Now Light it up, and Let it burn

Let it burn, let it burn