This is a song about "Sloppy"

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

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

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

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

I stay lonely and cocky

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

He's a boring... sloppy mess. and him pouring... on these threats

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

She givin me top and its sloppy

Better step your game up cause it kinda looking sloppy,

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey