This is a song about "My hot matt"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

My led hot like arizona/

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

(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

It's no wonder why i go in any hood like i am knowing

I thought not cause my shits hot and its overflowing

My rhymes so hot they make you girls titties dangle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

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