This is a song about "Hot spitter"

And i don't make no bed rock

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Get it hot in the pot

You know i am not gon stop

Still hot let's have it wait,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Ryan spits hot fire

What is hittin' for

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

I'm a new spitter don't use twitter

And i just want to hold her

Cause we done did that

Just call me hot skillet

The fire spitter, he sinks ships

But this ain't physics or rocket science