This is a song about "Sloppy"

You proper stopping motion sloppy slow and awfully old

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Properly cocky an innuendo, look how far these props have got me while your lies are sloppy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Sloppy seconds, we can get it if you with it so just hit it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Like, "yo why are your raps so fucking sloppy"

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Your lines are sloppy, might as well call you joe.

Spending money when your wallet gets low

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky