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

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

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

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,

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

Even in the dead of night, my niggas lurk

Before a nigga finish put in the work

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat