This is a song about "Sweaty asshole"

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

Women at my pole

For making an asshole

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Yep, yep, yep, yep, i'm fuckin asshole

Timmy got his bike stole

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Open up your contacts then scroll

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Brows grow sweaty but every petty