This is a song about "Sloppy"

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

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

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

So fuckin fly i got everyones bitch givin me sloppy

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Over, sloppy seconds is my preference

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

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

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she