This is a song about "Melt downs"

They can’t even come around

Metaphore, melt you down

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

I started to melt, but continued my life

Melt this track like butter

My records sell, yes sir

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

To liberate yourself, africa

Please save me, i'm gonna melt without ya

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Froze in ice but the lines will just melt your mind

So as we melt the polar caps

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect