This is a song about "Miami hear"

My mind recieves everything i hear,

A born starter, in the game for real

She told me erything is real

Every one of her sons must hear

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

That i burn up like miami beaches/

This shit ain't nothing new though

Hear me on the radio

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

You can call me the daddy of miami

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Hard to not hear your sound