This is a song about "Hot"

But we should be body to body

Thinking they hot as can be,

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Gonna fuck a hot oriental rental

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

At bunker hill hot summer,

Be my mother lover

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

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

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I though i was red hot

I’m the king of rock