This is a song about "Sperm"

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

My sperm on your face like it’s a rainy day

I killed my manager with an iron

Cause instead of being that wasteful sperm

I'll put up a fight like sperm squirming to the ovaries

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

But you will learn, if you don't i'm gonna burn you using my sperm.

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

Fucking your thoughts with a sperm filled tentacle

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble