This is a song about "Hot dolla"

I though i was red hot

And sins we got

Just searching for the perfect shot

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

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

I’m the king of rock

Cause i'm always served hot

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

And muthafuck the quota

My led hot like arizona/

She self made, i'm self made

Still hot let's have it wait,

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

X's and o's, you must be the rose