This is a song about "Lava mansions"

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

Now he’s living in mansions off his inventions and your decision,

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Let it be told, the story how you chilled in mansions with gold

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

And my ''lava'' you just sucked.

So dunn stay silent

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

Got a killer flow from the llama

Past those splash zones of molten lava

They live in mansions with pools, communities gated,

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit