This is a song about "Hot"

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

In the limelight being red hot

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Still hot let's have it wait,

She self made, i'm self made

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

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

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Only real niggas stay on top

Ryan spits hot fire

Well, that's what you are

And i don't make no bed rock

Get it hot in the pot

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

I'm falling from god and it's hot