This is a song about "Pickle breath"

Then rinse and repeat on every emcee with one single breath

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/

That make it hard to breath

I don't fear death

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

When static taste my breath

I shed so many tears

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

So hold back ya tears

I got laugh till the last breath