This is a song about "Beavin is hot"

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

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

And i'm toxic, this is hot shit, i won't stop bitch

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

At bunker hill hot summer,

Going broke, no sir