HEAT

"they aggravated that I'm escalating"

In HEAT, Codie delves into an elaborate metaphor of how he is a professor, and how the viewer is but a mere pupil learning from a maestro. He goes on a steady flow heating up the track until things take a turn, in which he then sets the mixtape on fire and spirals into a fit of pure hysteria and rage. Words are not enough to describe his unquantifiable anger, likely caused by the trolls. Codie is deeply offended by how his peers stimulate his environment and seek attention from him. He also mentions that he writes lyrics more than he sleeps. His sleep deprivation likely contributes to his paranoia and hallucinations in the next four pieces, causing him to say questionable things.

Lyrics
Look,

Codie!

Ay,

Look, (click)

I've been too lit, like a lamp,

Everyday, writin' bars, just like a champ,

You still talkin' buncha junk,

And you thirsty for that attention,

Better sit down, take a sip of water,

I'm always hoppin' on beats and I'm killin' em,

I'm coming with some fire,

If you can't handle it, stay up out the kitchen,

Friend's callin' the phone, I'm like, "Hello-o-o-o-o,"

I'm not talkin' bout' Adele,

I was cookin' some chicken on the grill,

But I ain't use no lemon pepper,

People try so hard to catch up to me,

But it never work like a MacDonald's ice cream machine,

I'm writin' bars more than I sleep,

Because your noisy dog stays out barkin' at 12 AM, (stop it)

I ch- I used to try to stand out, now I keep to myself,

I've been doing this for a year, I got more on ya,

You can't handle what I'm doing,

It's too much for you,

Need to sit down, take a seat- take some notes,

They aggravated that I'm escalating,

They ain't nothin' like me, but they tryin' to be me,

They don't understand me but they pretending,

They don't know how I am,

Only thing they know is what they see,

If you fake I ain't got time for you,

My schedule is to full,

I don't like how you'll do anything to get my attention,

You mu-

[ENRAGED]

YOU MUST BE REAL STUPID

TESTIN' ME WHEN I GO- WHEN I'M IN A BAD MOOD,

YOU FAKE AND LAME,

SO BACK UP,

I'M FROM NORTH CAROLINA, STRAIGHT OUTTA CARRBORO,

BORN AND RAISED,

I'M TALKIN' 911,

I DID NOT SAY 911,

EVERYONE KNOW ME CUS I WENT TO THAT SCHOOL, (we all know)

THERES TOO MUCH HEAT FOR YOU,

IT'S TOO INTENSE FOR YOU,

MY SKILLS ON FIRE,

I'M JUST BURNIN' THIS BEAT,

SO YOU BETTER WATCH OUT FORE' YOU GET BURNT,

[Outro]

Yeah,

That's me!

It's Codie on this beat,

I just killed that,

Yo turn,

I'm out,

[Next Song]