This is a song about "Hot flam"

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

As long as we're cooperating with god

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Ryan spits hot fire

I thought i recognized her

I though i was red hot

I know you just doing your job

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Let me rideuntil i get free

Thinking they hot as can be,

And i don't make no bed rock

Get it hot in the pot