This is a song about "Fetish"

This fetish with drinkin' nigga's blood in never enough

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

You the type to satisfy my fetish

That's making revenue of a name we cherish

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Always changing the sequence for fetish reasons as i bath in red leakage.

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Should get the message you the type to satisfy my fetish

Writing rhymes is a fetish

Cause ignorance is bliss

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most