This is a song about "Heat"

But i muscle rap

37. packin heat like a mag,

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

If he does my soul to keep

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

And you know i got the heat.

I keep my money neat

You hating you gone get that heat

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

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

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

We can't catch the beat