This is a song about "Melt"

Froze in ice but the lines will just melt your mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

They're panties melt when they see me smiling

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Could of melt into foam, my brain filled with so much antiwar

Please save me, i'm gonna melt without ya

They claim it as their own, africa

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

I'm everything that they call nice

I started to melt, but continued my life

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Open the door, they scream freeze, melt em--with the lead from the glock

On top of the world feeling like i'ma melt

Now move a little bit to the left