This is a song about "Hot chettooes"

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

In the limelight being red hot

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

At bunker hill hot summer,

As: and while you’re in my mother

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

The cool say i'm thug

I say im hot as fuck