This is a song about "Magma"

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma