This is a song about "Heat"

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

I don't know defeat

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

You hating you gone get that heat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

So you got some bars, you thinking you spitting heat?

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Plenty beef to go around and plenty me to stand the heat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

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

In the heat of the summer,

Say bye bye to her