This is a song about "Heating"

Gotta go, let her leave

Heating up, 96 degrees

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

And i just love your flashy ways

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Or leave him angry heating.

Fuck it, im leaving

Heating up i am burned alive.

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave