This is a song about "Becoming your inner goat"

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

But my reality is all of your inner souls

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

It is endless, you're defenseless, i see your inner thoughts,

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

You would have more chance trying to breed with a goat,

Alcohol and booty calls

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

On top of that, i’m broke

The fresh goat more like a fresh joke

As minds are becoming complete,

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Inner core, intercourse

Intendent attend them, cool cause