This is a song about "Cummins dually nate cain hot rods"

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Cain and able/back to back/ throat to throat/

At bunker hill hot summer,

I stop and stare at the younger

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

I came in the game,with cain in my veins

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

To them it's just a story

Thinking they hot as can be,

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

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

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox