This is a song about "Anaerobic respiration"

As we return with a crash, to smash the grime scene

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

I'll be bathing in glamor and diss you till you burst in pain

Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

I hit the studio

Return of the king of flow

Return on home and sleep in my dragons den

When they here today what you say to them

Peeps, i'm airing a vacuum commercial

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

You rawer than an aborted baby at birth,

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Afterwards return him to the dirt with the worms inside the pit

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit