This is a song about "Sloppy seconds"

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Only need to look at me 3 seconds

If i sent my dad letters

Those seconds are precious like hours

With the hoes getting sloppy oddly cocky

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

But what have i got to lose, somewhat a few seconds

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

(starts at 28 seconds when the beat drops)

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

Ever since then i had no job

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

Fighting sloppy,you could not knock me,off,you always looking soft,