This is a song about "Heat"

37. packin heat like a mag,

Ha my mojo back

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

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

More money that mean less sleep

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

Nuclear heat burning up like radon