This is a song about "Mildew rash"

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Now my dicks got a rash i need you to care for

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

While scheming on hits

Impolite n rash with low swings

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

I got all stars and you can check my bench

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

I'm like a rash ora scar because i'm here to stay

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here