This is a song about "Hot fries"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

At bunker hill hot summer,

They get my usual and give some extra fries too

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

Where i sat and ate some fries with no complications

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

You see him as a god

In the limelight being red hot

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

I'm falling from god and it's hot

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

I’m the king of rock