This is a song about "Heat hate"

I follow wherever the heat goes.

Guess i’m different than most

You hating you gone get that heat

Redan road, that’s my street

Me and my peeps often meet

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

Indubitably i'm too street

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

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

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Surviving in the cold takes more than the heat of rage and hate,

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

I pray the lord my guns to keep