This is a song about "She is hot"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Im always stayin hot, ssc is what i got,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

- i've reached a place where hot magma is the warmth provider

Or all the thanks she is, she never stopped caring

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

She is a love doctor undercover

The only time i flirt with her

Boom! now that she is dead

Probably die getting some head

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan