This is a song about "Hot"

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

And i ain't frontin for her

Cause i'm always served hot

Just searching for the perfect shot

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Still hot let's have it wait,

Redbox flow and i do not date

Believe me i'mma be your god

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Get it hot in the pot

And i don't make no bed rock