This is a song about "Freakin hot"

I got freakin ghost rider temperature minus nicholas cage

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

At bunker hill hot summer,

We're made for each other

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

I just want somebody i can see

Makin' ma way steely without freakin' out,maintainin' always i don't bring it down.

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Trying to give them light and a message

Hot like florida sand bitch

In the limelight being red hot

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block