This is a song about "Hot bars"

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Hot like florida sand bitch

Be my mother lover

At bunker hill hot summer,

With hot bars i hit hard- leaven your charred split scarred

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

This is just a few bars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

When bret hart meet brett farve

And your readin my bars

Bars so hot can even describe it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit