This is a song about "Hot"

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

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

Still hot let's have it wait,

All dem niggas gonna hate

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

That damier bag i bought her

I though i was red hot

Like a fiend off the best rock

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

My all gold rolly or the

My led hot like arizona/

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

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