This is a song about "Hot"

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

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

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

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

So i ain't giving a fuck

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

So take the stage just show me what you got