This is a song about "Page is hot"

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

They so hot all i do is admire it

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan

Burst out like pop.the only page you'll end up is looking up jobs on the last

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking

Niggas is openin' up, cause they ain't popping

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

You redundant, you never ever change

My words are blesses on this page

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

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