This is a song about "Page is hot"

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

And i'm broke, just on this site is my name hot, and you ain't even know it,

This is just the first page in a series of books

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Well guess what i'm turning the page

You redundant, you never ever change

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

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

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

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

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

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

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those