This is a song about "Heat waves"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Vicious roach she really sick of this but she let me poke

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Az is my home and love the heat

If you can't take the heat

We can't catch the beat

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

My slight fo's just talk dirty

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

She can finally rest in peace, as she waves her hands

Is while you and my waves will never be tidal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing