This is a song about "Hot babe"

I gotta know if it's real or not

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

In fact 20 minutes before she died she said i love you babe.

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

At bunker hill hot summer,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I though i was red hot

Pawning my chain in the shop

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

If know whats good for ya babe

Give me dome, then let me skate

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Well babe i've never felt this way

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play