This is a song about "Enhanced heat"

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

37. packin heat like a mag,

I'm about to snap

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Bruce willis is nothin compared to my enhanced scams

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat