This is a song about "Made sweat"

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...

Waking up in cold sweat with gulf war syndrome

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

With blood, sweat, or tears, that's the shit i don't like

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

I may sweat till i bleed everyday

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

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

And put another half a mil in my bank account