This is a song about "Hot"

Just call me hot skillet

See i let my nigga split that

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Cause i'm always served hot

I love the way you walk

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Thinking they hot as can be,

Still hot let's have it wait,

Guess i'm self made

Or something that you paid for

Ryan spits hot fire

Get it hot in the pot

Put my trust in my god