This is a song about "Soaked toad"

Hoes row got beans in them

Soaked with pitchers of rum

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Pourin cleako out the bottle, til this bitch is soaked up

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Blind as blood flows out of your body untill you froze in your soaked clothes,

No heinous stroke of coke, but rock-a-puddle soaked

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Right out your clothes and still leave ya soaked

New canvas she need a new stroke

Toes, no attention from bitches, so no kissing this toad

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Oh my a man-toad? is he whole or twin sets

Shit soaked dirt broke fucked bloke, no cloak

Spent a long time coming up this road