This is a song about "Why im hot"

And the boy right here, is he hot or is he cold? why not both?

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Walk that body, talk that body

Im a king why not praise me

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Test me fool i leave you #threes with #ease im hot three hundred degrees

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Hot time homey im loose off any printer

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

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

Well man i do the yacht

Now i am so damn hot, im on a roll

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul