This is a song about "Sweaty men"

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

We are inside looking outward, that's the only way as men

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

I'm breathing for a purpose

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

They'll never become better men

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for