This is a song about "Heat broken"

Top ranked, number one my son

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.

Yeah i ain't done

Streaks are made to broken

Sometimes i think, what i need

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

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

Me and my peeps often meet

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Why? coz the silence had to be broken

If a nigga didn't fake like them

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Reopened my notion of knowing im broken

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Formed from a broken promise,