This is a song about "Sticky bud"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Attach a sticky bomb to your face and watch it detonate.

Only strapped when the backpack got bud inside

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Bic her,never sicker,sticky like a sticker,

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

We just trynna be winners

Smoking sticky fixtures