This is a song about "Press it"

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

With unless the rest dare press to test till threshold snaps,

So press your lips to mines, take my hands and hold them tight

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

My talent should take me places i've never been

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

So i press against your trachea until you're fucking breathless

And i'mma keep ya fresh

How much i stabbed and press.

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck