This is a song about "Party nauseous"

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Frat party rappers im so much "fresher" than

And make all you nauseous

See boy she been in love

Fuck niggas that dont party

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

My nigga, its all love

Murders make me nauseous,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Radical larry, party, and bullshit

I've become immune to you no name haters

Party so hard disrespected by neighbors

The party house, now don't be shy

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie