This is a song about "Lava mansions"

I'm rapping hot like lava while you rot

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Spit lava on my discharge, it's ceaseless

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

I'll bury you, got mansions up in alaska with the caribou

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

High as helicopters spitting as hot as lava

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

We can make more, make babies

Mansions maids mercedes

You knew ma raps are like a lava just admit

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split