This is a song about "Heat"

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Nuclear heat burning up like radon

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

37. packin heat like a mag,

And i got that bait, they all bad

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Az is my home and love the heat

A peanut in the heat

I’m way harder than the concrete

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Me and my peeps often meet

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,