This is a song about "Stephanie is hot"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

And i'm broke, just on this site is my name hot, and you ain't even know it,

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Believe me i'mma be your god

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

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

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

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or

Only real niggas stay on top

I though i was red hot

In the limelight being red hot

Put my trust in my god