LL Cool J may be going back to Cali, Cali, Cali...but I wouldn't. There is no place I know of, especially no place in the United States, that is as riddled by natural disasters than California.
Weekly on the national news California is battling wildfires because it only rains once every three years. When there is rain Californians are dealing with massive mudslides that take out houses. Regardless of whether or not there is a current drought or mudslides, there is always the impending threat of an earthquake. It is on a coast, so I suppose a hurricane would be possible, though I can't remember one every hitting the West Coast.
BUT, now this. A piece of land in Southern California was measured to heat up to 812 degrees Farenheit. To put that in persepective, the surface temperature on the planet Mercury reaches only 800 degrees. And (in case you've forgotten those science projects with the styrofoam and fishing line) is the planet closest to the sun. Yet in Southern California a piece of land was HOTTER THAN MERCURY!
Scientists don't yet know why the land is superheating. Likely something is burning deep underground and making it's way to the surface through cracks (which are abundant in Cali) causing the heat and the smoke.
My thought is that California is geologically our closest state to hell.
No, I don't really mean that.