This is a song about "Heat capacity"

You faggots don’t have the mind capacity

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Overdose on my capacity, that's only fact to me

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Im flowin rapidly fillin your capacity

You hating you gone get that heat

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

Indubitably i'm too street

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

I am ragity, soap, isn't for vanity, hope we get more capacity

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I can always go home and look down my street

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