This is a song about "Hot curry"

Almost cried right on the spot

In the limelight being red hot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm brown and i like curry

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

On they twitter writing novels, see

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

I'm falling from god and it's hot

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop