This is a song about "Drowning pussy"

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

But now it's like i'm drowning underneath the weather

So before i go, you should harvest food

Drowning in the political soup

Felt like i was drowning it was getting to me,didn't envision millions

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Only fucking geniuses drowning

The pigs fly away in the morning

On they twitter writing novels, see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

That it's not fake, and tomorrow instead of drowning in my sorrows i gleam

Lord knows you've been busy

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?