This is a song about "Why im hot"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma

Back then hoes did want me,now im hot hoes still want me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

Ery'body mistake me for a hot breeze but im more like a snot sneeze.

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

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

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

If you've seen me skate you probably think im pretty hot

Bitches is artificially duck

I say im hot as fuck