This is a song about "Hot places"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Now im organized/ i feel changes in the strangest places

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

With their names in history pages and created places and phases

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

These faces and places are growing old,

Like a fiend off the best rock

I though i was red hot

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'm still hitting ladies, in all the sexy places

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

My talent should take me places i've never been