This is a song about "Hot"

Just so happens mine they prefer

At bunker hill hot summer,

You see him as a god

I though i was red hot

And i don't make no bed rock

Get it hot in the pot

In the limelight being red hot

I know you just doing your job

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

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

There must be a god

Cause i'm always served hot

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

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

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot