This is a song about "Heater"

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I've erupt the fucking meter, your heater,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

In this arena we in it's a tempermental heater

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

I'm a fire breather, with a heater, coming out of the nether, from underneath ya

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and be a leader

No magic, these leaders, it's tragic no need to breathe, the heater

Fuck rap, i'll fuckin smash your head into a heater

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

No particular reason just tryna make sure we don't have to blast the heater

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Watch as i turn up the heater/

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her