This is a song about "Heat"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

Indubitably i'm too street

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

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

And you know i got the heat.

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Az is my home and love the heat

Redan road, that’s my street