This is a song about "Heat"

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

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

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Nuclear heat burning up like radon

Az is my home and love the heat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

I pray the lord my guns to keep