This is a song about "Puke"

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

N ur her puke who use to look us fck outa d dogs plate,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

I'm sick enough to give the fuckin flu until you puke n' heave

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole