This is a song about "Dick sweat"

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

To see you smile, every sweat drop to the ground,

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

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Got me rushed to the station

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat

Like they always say, blood, sweat and tears

Double mg, we millionaires

You owe me, homie have that now

As i wipe the sweat off my brow,

Crackas watch my every step

But i won't break a sweat.