This is a song about "Heat in my back seat"

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

You can't handle my heat like the spurs in the moment

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

They come pick you up and say jump in the back seat.

A peanut in the heat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Now ill take my spot back at the seat i own

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

You receive #visible scars ya body divided and sliced up in the back of a seat

Twista finna get up on the track

Head hancho got my seat back

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Can't forget dash lucky sittin in the driver seat

I'm capital grief , driving from the back of the seat,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat