This is a song about "Hot"

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

My records sell, yes sir

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

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

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

A metaphor, for the insecure

At bunker hill hot summer,

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

Only real niggas stay on top