This is a song about "Sexual desire"

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

See there no place better than the state of my mind

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Like casper/ i'm a ghost that can take a sexual apprehension/

Omo niaja get em' higher

Caving into the worlds desire

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

She really going to her "sexual dealings".

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

I have enough whisky to fill this desire

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play