This is a song about "Pressure friction hydraulic fluid drag"

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Spit alot, spit so much could be car fluid

Has a needle injected that feeds him intravenous fluid,

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But everytime that i spit my flow is hydraulic

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Lifting the sinking pressure

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Ours in a friction that starve your affliction

Your bitch fucks in motion like hydraulic brakes,

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves