This is a song about "Hot niggaa"

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

I though i was red hot

And sins we got

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

And muthafuck the quota

My led hot like arizona/

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

By any means, if ya like it or not

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

I'm falling from god and it's hot

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Thinking they hot as can be,