Cool Vents in the Heat

[Verse] Up in the hood, I'm the HVAC kingpin, Sweatin' through the summer, New York City's my scene. Runnin' from the EPA, they ain’t up to my slim tricks, Wires tangled like thoughts, keep the cool air flippin’. [Verse 2] Units stacked on rooftops, sun beating down solid, Compressor grind harder, feel the concrete speakin'. Rappin’ with wrenches, manhandle those coils, Condensate drips like sweat, my hustle is royal. [Chorus] Fans spinning fast, bringing ice breeze in the haze, Ducking them codes, EPA like shadows in the maze. Man on a mission, fixin' for the block, Got that cool touch, stay fresh when it’s hot. [Verse 3] Got the toolkit clinkin’, Freon tight in my grasp, Flowin’ through the lines like cash in my stash. Neighbors lookin’ thankful, feel the chill ridin’ by, AC that purrs soft, beat of the city high. [Bridge] Old units whistle, new tech whisper smooth, Balance the flow, night creeps, a cool groove. Rooftops my stage, heatwaves my foe, But I rock it like a renegade, keepin' the vibes cold. [Verse 4] Elevators creakin’, rise to my throne, Airflow perfection, system never overblown. Graffiti on walls, street art in my realm, But the breeze is my legacy, got the hood under a spell.