This is a song about "Rollin up the sticky"

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

Let me rideuntil i get free

I keep shit #rollin' like the #phillies #jimmy, pass me #pair #of #dice,

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I used to talk to her for many hours rollin' on the floor.