This is a song about "Sweaty butch cheaks"

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

So now this work's been worthless

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

I'm hot, and ready you better be sweaty,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth