This is a song about "Magma"

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma

Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana