This is a song about "Rub all the dub"

It's all about the present unfolding

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

My team getting digits

Forget all the temper swings

And imma kill the all

As i'm watching the snow fall

Rub out faces and leave no traces

All we need is convienient love

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

May day, comeback it has been this way rub my back, then let me lay, fuck

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

We could rub together, and make friction

You just working with the scraps you was given

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

To make karma come faster than she normally will