This is a song about "Hot guy"

Don't ask me why

Dont fuck with the new guy

Every other guy

You other brothers can’t deny

Trying to become i.t guy

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Im just that type of guy

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

You know i am not gon stop

In the limelight being red hot

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

I though i was red hot

Well man i do the yacht

In the lambo looking like a fly

Even passing out that eminem guy