This is a song about "That heat"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Az is my home and love the heat

Yea i'm missin some sleep

But i'm not worried

A peanut in the heat

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!

She always comin back

37. packin heat like a mag,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

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

As i laugh at gees that talk about blast that heat,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

I’m way harder than the concrete