This is a song about "Fluid"

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

My shit is fluent i use hate as fluid fuel so all my rhyme flows/

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Stupid shit feeling fluid is as to fit i might quit

Told myself take a little lighter fluid and a couple of matches

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Practice till my rhymes are fluid, if they whack then trouble shoot it

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Your spinal fluid is sliding through, while enough you try to run?

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

And a needle that's injected feeds him intravenous fluid,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Benny trip did it, he caught lighter fluid,