This is a song about "Sloppy blowjobs"

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

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

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

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

I might write sloppy and my fast rhymes might get slurred

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Better step your game up cause it kinda looking sloppy,

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Giving blowjobs to my friends

To increase my ends