This is a song about "Sweat tea"

Cause all i want is you, baby

Make it large sized and my drink a sweet tea

Let my angel sing

The sweet sweat he's breathing,

Notepad and green tea, that's all i need

Yeah i know we never got to meet

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Bitch, they call it motor city

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Cause he wouldn't give anybody a fuck and would bleed sweat

You a lady boss, now you fly free

From all this tea cause in reality

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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