This is a song about "Hot cheetoes"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Living if she is or not

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

I make her cum a lot

In the limelight being red hot

And i ain't frontin for her

At bunker hill hot summer,

My led hot like arizona/

My all gold rolly or the

I’m a hustla, baby

Thinking they hot as can be,

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those