This is a song about "Supa hot fiah"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Gonna fuck a hot oriental rental

Just call me hot skillet

That's game bitch, ain't shit

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

In the limelight being red hot

Thinking they hot as can be,

Took my heart away from money

At bunker hill hot summer,

A metaphor, for the insecure

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Hot like florida sand bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich