This is a song about "Hot"

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

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

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

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

So i took another shot

Cause i'm always served hot

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Ryan spits hot fire