This is a song about "Heat"

You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

She got something i never had

37. packin heat like a mag,

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

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

Big homie hov said i am close

I follow wherever the heat goes.

We can't catch the beat

A peanut in the heat

If he does my soul to keep

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

If you can't take the heat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

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