This is a song about "Rising heat from the city"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

And for 20-spat about the city!

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Rising the drive that slice into cries

Pardon me, the scar from heat, that he couldnt perform

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Must be something you want me to see

In piss creek with rumble from your city

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

In the land of the rising sun

Lord knows that four door fit eight women