This is a song about "Flow so hot"

I only got four minutes

Flow so good, fuck them critics

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Hot furnace flow spitting venom turning the tides of both sides with insurgents

My product so hot got everyone wantin more

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

In any weather i'm never better your boy's so hot

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

With my hot flow larger than womans emotions.

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years