This is a song about "Hot"

My led hot like arizona/

My all gold rolly or the

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

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

As: and while you’re in my mother

At bunker hill hot summer,

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

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

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Uh ha, you know what

I say im hot as fuck

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

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

I don’t care where ya are

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,