This is a song about "My hot boufriend"

(i got that hot bitch in my home) you know how many hot bitches i own?

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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

They just need convincing like malcolm little

My rhymes so hot they make the saints sizzle

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

My rhymes are that hot i start a fire watch your attire.

My block stay hot my wrist stuck on froze

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

So just laugh it off, cause you know my flow hot

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I'll spit hot fire till my flames burn higher