This is a song about "Hot 16"

In case you forgot or fell off i'm still hot - knock your shell off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

In case you forgot or fell off i'm still hot - knock your shell off

You feel hot because you spitted logic lines and now your smiling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

If my love keeps being so hot i'm gonna have to apply ice

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

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

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

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

You get butthurt over a battle verse just face it your not hot

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

- i've reached a place where hot magma is the warmth provider