This is a song about "Hot flows"

No, no, we are not those

Niggas come at me with their flows

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

When i deliver rivers of flows

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Look the hustle flows regardless of these dudes hustles n' flows

Acrimonious harmonious flows are busted

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Never indecrous, phoenix flows stay hot like the sun

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Flows tight as 'tifah's blood stream

Big homie hov said i am close

Posse hocking some flame flows