This is a song about "Hot asians"

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Get it hot in the pot

White people can rap why cant asians

It's moe, all i need is more chips

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

I'm sure to get rich

Hot like florida sand bitch

She self made, i'm self made

Still hot let's have it wait,

A metaphor, for the insecure

At bunker hill hot summer,

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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