This is a song about "Hot fries"

Trying to give them light and a message

Hot like florida sand bitch

This is the part where we run hip hop

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

As i eat your flesh with a side of fries,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Lead to his demise eats up all mc's he deep fries

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

In the limelight being red hot

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

All my love to these queens in here

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

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

That means i have no block