This is a song about "Hot"

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

Thinking they hot as can be,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

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

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Still hot let's have it wait,

When the club gets played

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

I love you though i'll still fuck

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

In the limelight being red hot