This is a song about "Hot"

In the limelight being red hot

He say, she say." oh my god

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Took the van, went snatch her

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

Thinking they hot as can be,

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Ryan spits hot fire

Said when i do dirt wit her

Get it hot in the pot

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

O. trice always rep his block

Cause i'm always served hot