This is a song about "Being hot"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

In the limelight being red hot

Said when i do dirt wit her

At bunker hill hot summer,

For going on being

Questioning the whole meaning

Bout as hot as pot lines being sold on your block

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Believe me i'mma be your god

Get it hot in the pot

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

I believed in a higher being.

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.