This is a song about "A sweaty vagina"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

The science and the art, africa

A store that dosen't get a

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,