You're all asleep The calm is temporary I log the mercy outside Lost my path in vengeance I want success so bad U can see it from the stars U can see from a distance I'm an eager beaver And I don't give a damn oh There's too much heat It's all a blank The sky is Pictionary I stalled the mercy inside If I hit the lotto It'd be sweet as gelato In the 5th of December oh There's too much heat in the kitchen 3 hundred thousand degrees You won't believe how I'm living There's too much heat in the kitchen 3 hundred thousand degrees You won't believe how I'm living There's too much heat in the kitchen