This is a song about "Hot lava"

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

In the limelight being red hot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

You spit flames but i got that lava flow, i got props from randy, hoe

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

I'm rapping hot like lava while you rot

To pour lava on your own mama and snap your thin throats

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit