This is a song about "Sloppy mustard love"

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Before i'm in it, sloppy finish and then lets

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Love it when ya show me love

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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