This is a song about "Seizures"

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Rocking the crowd so hard till they shaking looking they they having epileptic seizures

Her dick-sucking was sicker than weezy's seizures/

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features

Pressing teeth together shattering giving each of you seizures,