This is a song about "Heat"

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat

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

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Cops in a precinct sketchin', draw, cockin' the heat,

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Indubitably i'm too street

Az is my home and love the heat

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

I keep my money neat

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

A peanut in the heat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,