This is a song about "Feel the heat sale"

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Asking bout the sale that my daddy just made

Uphold the enrolled, through the gale you sale scold,

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

I follow wherever the heat goes.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Cops in a precinct sketchin', draw, cockin' the heat,

More money that mean less sleep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

And you know i got the heat.

The revolution will proceed

Fever really runnin feel the heat between us two

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you