This is a song about "White girls are hot"

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

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

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

I'm still white steel hot burning any enemy

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Life's tough, ya hot some patches that are rough

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

Murdered every bod from my squad

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

The turntables are hot, and then a see a new mic,