This is a song about "Mouldy waffle"

On the road, soul sold and im mouldy, but know the code

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Took the g out your waffle, all you got left is your ego

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed