This is a song about "Bars so hot you could lite a stove top"

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

So just laugh it off, cause you know my flow hot

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Get smacked with a batch of the hot flow from his stove

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

My bars are so hard leave you on a gurney

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

It flew across the globe and heated the hearts like a stove

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Displeases me your displeaseing me these bars could be guessed so quickly