This is a song about "Hot"

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

As long as we're cooperating with god

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Ryan spits hot fire

Or something that you paid for

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Just call me hot skillet

Smoke ? you know it taste good

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

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

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not