This is a song about "Hot fries"

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

Back to times square...i got dimes here

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Cause i'm always served hot

That's how i got the weed spot

At bunker hill hot summer,

We're made for each other

And dont forget the fries

Inferior, but i'm nice

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

Bring the keys, oh my god