This is a song about "Heat"

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Redan road, that’s my street

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

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

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Plenty beef to go around and plenty me to stand the heat

You hating you gone get that heat

More money that mean less sleep

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat

So you got some bars, you thinking you spitting heat?

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

I keep my money neat