This is a song about "Heat"

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

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

I need to beat

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

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

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

In the heat of the summer,

I stop and stare at the younger

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep