This is a song about "Your so hot"

My rhymes so hot they make the saints sizzle

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Who running your block and what chick be hot

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

I'm burnin rubber, heat up this track, so call me hot wheels

Raps so hot got the whole crowd burnin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Spits so hot i increase the humidity in my vicinity

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

They so hot all i do is admire it

My block hot, your shit warm out thea.

My all gold rolly or the