This is a song about "Heat recovery steam generators"

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery" cause there is no chance,

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Evaporates into a heap of steam

If you can't take the heat

Nightmare on any street

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

But fuck destiny i'm flyin contrary propelled by steam

Now it's time to eat

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

We blowin' off the steam when we really unplugged,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter