This is a song about "In the heat of the night"

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

Words of wisdom i'm not a thief in the night

Braggin in the night club,

So i ain't giving a fuck

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

A peanut in the heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Y'all wonder why folks in the ghetto have a hatred of heat,

Are you perfect motherfucker

In the heat of the summer,

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

And maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell