This is a song about "Hot sauce and eggs"

I'm hot, and ready you better be sweaty,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Mash up the 'tatoes whilst my bitch whisks the eggs

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

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

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

And all women who had light features, see

We robbing the hot topic and dropping

I hope you don't see nothing wrong and darling