This is a song about "Hot bars"

Cause i'm always served hot

I’m the king of rock

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

At bunker hill hot summer,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

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

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

The you should look up in the stars

This is just a few bars

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot