This is a song about "Sloppy toppy"

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

I might write sloppy and my fast rhymes might get slurred

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

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

Cuz golly, you done made it through the fight while squabbling ali

Better step your game up cause it kinda looking sloppy,

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Let the best man win, you call it sloppy seconds

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

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

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

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