This is a song about "Sweating"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I'd start sweating profusely

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Some niggas ain't got no luck

But past & present, got me over here sweating

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Follicles sweating, all syllables got flame

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

They taking control you wake up sweating, cold, lack heavens mold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

So if it comes down, may the best man win

"sweating for nothing nor i'm enjoying"

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

Seeing her charmed tresses'd make me dream 'n' start #sweating