This is a song about "Hot chocalte"

Almost cried right on the spot

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

Been running around trying find a job

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Oops, i'm so sorry

Thinking they hot as can be,

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

In the limelight being red hot

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Pawning my chain in the shop

I'm falling from god and it's hot

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Fuck that job been around that block

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot