This is a song about "Sweat shops"

The sweet sweat he's breathing,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

What up girl, tell me how you been

As i wipe the sweat off my brow,

Wanna feel her power right now

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Under pressure no sweat, my pores are shut

They like talking, its like gossip

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

Corner shops or restaurants, these were the only stuff they could do

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Slippery though so watch your step, i can see your sweat,

So if i do call it's just a check

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat