This is a song about "Sweaty hog"

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

I’m so foulx-rayin' every girl blouseforgive me, i’m back calm now

Yesterday my dog died, i hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

To all the frauds stop faking, relax