This is a song about "Heat beat"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Redan road, that’s my street

If you can't take the heat

Cause they right down the street

To beat or not to beat/

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Ya know i'm the one packing heat, undefeated i can't be beat, king of the street

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Next level, c-3po 2.0, enhanced heat,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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