This is a song about "Heat"

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I follow wherever the heat goes.

Say bye bye to her

In the heat of the summer,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

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

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

More money that mean less sleep

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

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

I bring the heat like the

Now hey little mama

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

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep