This is a song about "Heat"

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

The drug that they brain need

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

Seein' dreams in they sleep

A peanut in the heat

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Nuclear heat burning up like radon

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat