This is a song about "Sweat"

Crackas watch my every step

But i won't break a sweat.

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

Just to make it in this broadway lights

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

The teacher finally got to me and i started to sweat

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

To see you smile, every sweat drop to the ground,

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

I'm the sushi king

The sweet sweat he's breathing,

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation