This is a song about "Party nauseous"

Everytime you come around

Keep the party turned round

Now, you're nauseous and dormant anger now monstrous,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Spit it and leave you nauseous

Always knew where the pot was

And the way the play the fame game is making me nauseous,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

School just finished it's time to party

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

So fast, can't copy

Toast, toast to the party!

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Simple shit but still y'all love making me nauseous in pain

Party so hard disrespected by neighbors

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve