This is a song about "Hot"

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

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

There must be a god

Just call me hot skillet

Lease on the whip

Pawning my chain in the shop

I though i was red hot

Still hot let's have it wait,

Guess i'm self made

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

Murdered every bod from my squad

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

What is hittin' for

I say im hot as fuck

Say you don’t do what