This is a song about "The hut"

In the heat of the summer,

Make me another brother

Baby, you know who you are

Reminisce the times and the laughter

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Just searching for the perfect shot

From the bottom to the top

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

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

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/