This is a song about "Hot nigha"

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Just call me hot skillet

Like he back that shit

I though i was red hot

There must be a god

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

This is the part where we run hip hop

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I say im hot as fuck

And maybe i am but

And while i’m in your mother

At bunker hill hot summer,

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock