This is a song about "Hot firw bars"

We dig the plot and never bury pot

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Mark from kingston was a gun runner

At bunker hill hot summer,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Real g when i'm spitting bars

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And your readin my bars

Hot like florida sand bitch

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