This is a song about "My hot boufriend"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I thought not cause my shits hot and its overflowing

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

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

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Guess i’m different than most

My block stay hot my wrist stuck on froze

My block hot, your shit warm out thea.

My all gold rolly or the