This is a song about "Sore throat"

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

Fuck a restroom, i'd do it but my dick's too sore

Spit magic im dumbledore run the game til my foot sore

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Each time we had a cold sore

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Or coppin' some deep throat.

Where rules get followed

I just know i'm that dope

Burn bud and get a stressed throat

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Cain and able/back to back/ throat to throat/