This is a song about "Why im hot"

All im asking is why

Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Hot frees like ''mach ten'' /stop these not me so stop friend/ cuase im so fly

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

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

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

And don't make vibrations stop

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Im a king why not praise me

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Diploma ill smiling like momma we made it. i swear to god im so hot

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

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma