This is a song about "Heat"

This is love, nothing else close

I follow wherever the heat goes.

A peanut in the heat

Swear i will murk any beat

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

37. packin heat like a mag,

When love comes callin', don’t look back

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

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

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

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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