This is a song about "Magma"

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots