This is a song about "Hot rhymes"

Its getting hot in here

But reality shows ain't real

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Love will have you stuck

I say im hot as fuck

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Fuckin' up my gold pots

My rhymes are that hot i start a fire watch your attire.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

My rhymes are speedy and steamy so hot itll evaporate leaving you to

Ryan spits hot fire

Huh, i can't interpret her

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top