This is a song about "Made sweat"

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

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

What up girl, tell me how you been

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

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

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

But i won't break a sweat.

Cutting me this worthless check

Neck drenched in sweat, he represents the present tense/

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love