This is a song about "Manifest under duress"

And manifest as stacks of fresh similes sick with these like a bad cough

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Imaginary senses manifest in your motion.

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

While you stand under the table

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Im wildly under sexed

Cutting me this worthless check

Lobsters and shrimp im good

But now your under a hood

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I'm coming under the sheets smother