This is a song about "Hey your hot i told you that"

Its your hit, hey its your hit, man i wanna quit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

Why we gotta argue

My rhymes are that hot i start a fire watch your attire.

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Hey son i advise you have fun

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I could tell from what that classmate told me and from your facial expressions

Hey doc, tell everyone that i tried

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

And i hope you told him

Through thick and thin