This is a song about "Heat"

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

Have no souls indeed

And you know i got the heat.

Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

The revolution will proceed

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

A peanut in the heat

Last of a dying breed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

Redan road, that’s my street

Az is my home and love the heat