This is a song about "Beavin is hot"

I fucking hate this job

I though i was red hot

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I'm falling from god and it's hot

I know you just doing your job

And i'm broke, just on this site is my name hot, and you ain't even know it,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

I broke mama heart with no college

Hot like florida sand bitch

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,