This is a song about "The bronco heat"

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

Big homie hov said i am close

I follow wherever the heat goes.

Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

Yea i'm missin some sleep

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Outdoors got the heat waves from these j's