This is a song about "Heat"

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Indubitably i'm too street

A peanut in the heat

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat