This is a song about "My hot boyfriend"

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

My shit's so hot and you can call me obscene

Your developmental league don’t see a team

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

My lines are hot, isnt it? yours are just the opposite

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

But i get you, i bang with you the long way

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

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

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down