This is a song about "Hot sauce and eggs"

120 in the ghost take my bitch shopping

We robbing the hot topic and dropping

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Who running your block and what chick be hot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

With only two songs, look at what i did

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

They killed both of them and drowned the kid in hot water

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Step in and give a politician hot ammunition then conduct acquisitions

Done with crafting my immaculate vision, fast bite when i run with dracula's minions

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

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot