This is a song about "Hot temper"

I gotta know if it's real or not

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Thinking they hot as can be,

I delete they history

To provoke her temper, you're the offender,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

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

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper