Flames in the city
smoke rising out the chimney
look like 420
I rememebr my first day chiefing
grab your kids and your money
you cant go back honey
Dont forget your social
You gone be lookin like a dummy
Bricks in the ground
stones in the air
marble floors on the celiing
so much smoke im impaired
Screams so close
Yet they souls feel far away
I hope they in they in heaven
We in hell everyday
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