This is a song about "Heating"

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Heating up i am burned alive.

Hate it when i leave

Heating up, 96 degrees

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Yet my anger keeps it heating. the voice is the only one i'm hearing.

Or leave him angry heating.

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase