This is a song about "Sexual igloo"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Most of these individuals pushed me to an igloo, explains my cruelty

Cause i'm a sexual criminal,

Of finding myself as an individual

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Cause i'm a sexual criminal/

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

She really going to her "sexual dealings".

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

See there no place better than the state of my mind

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

Wippin out rhymes so sexual bitches yell shit ive been flashed,