Lyrics Burning Desire - Mike

To fuck around and see me plummet
Should I couldn't stomach
When niggas told me I was bugging
I was seeing numbers
Touch the ground
Wheel the luggage
All I got from running
Mama told me 'bout this curse
How I was not above it
I honor her with every word
I never the swap the subject
Bottles clinking on the curb
Think I'm out of budget
Naavin got me with the purse
I think I gotta buzz him
The silent grieving never work
Why I reside to puffin'
Just so I could be a person when I'm out in public
Someone remind me that there's purpose in this life of wanting
All that whining be a burden or a sign we flunking
Ain't been so hard to see my verdict was to die with nothin'
Seen the worse from this service of my guideless loving
When we was huddled in this church
Where most had lied and fronted
All this time that I spent searching
Was the diamond cutting
Use to coddle up at Vernon
Like I'm dodging summons

Lighting and thunder
Summer of pain
Fogs and raining clouds
Cluttered the way
It's calm, I pray the route
Lighting and thunder
Summer of pain
Fogs and raining clouds
Cluttered the way

We were at Young World, about half way through July
And it felt like one of the hottest days of the summer
That I'd experienced at that time
It was time for us to go on stage and play our set
It was nice
It was sunny
In the shade it wasn't as bad
But then we started noticing
There were clouds forming over the park