This is a song about "Dick sweat"

A clever idea to take something they said

Don's body will wreck from drops of the soggiest sweat

But i won't break a sweat.

That's boa, see that's my set

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Under pressure no sweat, my pores are shut

With blood, sweat, or tears, that's the shit i don't like

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Cause he wouldn't give anybody a fuck and would bleed sweat

Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks