This is a song about "Heat"

A peanut in the heat

Bitch i'm all you need

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

Cause talk is cheap

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

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist