This is a song about "Hot day"

I know you just doing your job

Cause i'm always served hot

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Ruins every day

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

I'm falling from god and it's hot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Just call me hot skillet

That real life shit

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Hot like florida sand bitch