This is a song about "Bexo is gay and cant get wet"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And i cant get any good rest

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

And get the prize, and respect you kids cant get

She was wet inside and out here

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

My life is a wet dream, and everynights a sex scene

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Cant wait to get back in the barn and make a track

Fallen through the time hole and cant get back

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap