This is a song about "Sweaty hog"

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

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

Quick money never stays, get your money, stay patient, outlast it for now

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

Must be something you want me to see