This is a song about "Sloppy top"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

I was sloppy but i got the job done, one night when she was home alone.

Better step your game up cause it kinda looking sloppy,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I might write sloppy and my fast rhymes might get slurred

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

See i'm comin for your top

That means i have no block