This is a song about "Being hot"

You see him as a god

I though i was red hot

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

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

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

In the limelight being red hot

I fucking hate this job

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Hot like florida sand bitch

I broke mama heart with no college

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

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Just call me hot skillet

I got some fire and shit