This is a song about "Cucumber pores"

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Eat you pests call me insectivore sweat out your pores

Seeping thc from the pores, i ignore, the rules the chores

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

I make the blood leak out all your pores

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Some shot up, other smoked and picked at their pores,

As my name get bigger this game get different

Getting on all fours to fill in the pores and,

Sweat from their pores, foam from the mouth and nose

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Cool cucumber, smooth charmer, snake bite

He's such a narcissist that he jerks off and rubs it into his pores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers