This is a song about "Sweaty asshole"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

18 year sentence with no parole

You ain't ready, i can tell cuz your hands sweaty/

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Asshole flowers, going home

Put my number in your phone

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Some old bitch that we did before

Asshole, me? i never ask for more,

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole