This is a song about "Heat"

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

You hating you gone get that heat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

The revolution will proceed

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

We can't catch the beat

In the heat of the summer,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

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

Chill ass song, bring all that heat

But i'm not worried

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Nuclear heat burning up like radon