This is a song about "Heat"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I follow wherever the heat goes.

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

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

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

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Ya'll wife and white knight her

In the heat of the summer,

Me and my peeps often meet

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat