This is a song about "Sweaty hog"

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

He just get her bigger bags

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

On the slow jam of love

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor