This is a song about "Being hotter than a pepper no mint"

Everybody finger point in your direction

Cause i'm hotter than a room with kate upton undressin in

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Get smack if you thinking that you hotter than me

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Condoleezza, this is lyrical ether

I keep it the realest stay hotter than a fever

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

And california on that jerk shit

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

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I'm fresh with a mint i got from abs express