This is a song about "Mans not hot"

Trying to be what i'm not not cause they don't see that i'm hot i'm over it and i'm close to split

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

Thinking you're hot, shit; imma tell you you're not it

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes