This is a song about "Hot"

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Get it hot in the pot

Ryan spits hot fire

Poke out from behind her

And don't make vibrations stop

I though i was red hot

She should have invited her

At bunker hill hot summer,

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

I try to tell them i'm one of the

My led hot like arizona/