This is a song about "Mat polish"

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Of the prodigy i polish,

And maybe cupid won't miss

I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat, i got your back

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

You acting hard they call you platinum polish,

Man but this ain't no sign language

While i'm trying to polish my knowledge

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat