This is a song about "Heat recovery steam generators"

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

But bein honest i'll prolly smoke it all then rap to blow off steam

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Collapse, recovery, relapse eminem's 2 album titles in a cliche

Next level, c-3po 2.0, enhanced heat,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

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

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Az is my home and love the heat

African queen got what you need

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

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

To blow off my steam without encountering my death,