This is a song about "Hot"

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

Cause i'm always served hot

If you had, one shot

Name, and your entire

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

At bunker hill hot summer,

Are you perfect motherfucker

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

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

On they twitter writing novels, see

Thinking they hot as can be,

Here they keep a rachet close

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Its getting hot in here

Be yourself, just show me you're real