This is a song about "Sweaty cunts"

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Like an erection on these weak cunts my bars hit heavy

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told