This is a song about "Feel the heat sale"

I'll go for a record sale at the auction,

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

The next day you is everybody target

Where i spit, they feel my heat, let em sit,

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

But cops is lockin' the street, cockin' the heat,

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

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

I just wanna smoke green, i like to feel the heat

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

And you know i got the heat.

Last of a dying breed

Cause talk is cheap

A peanut in the heat