This is a song about "Sweaty men"

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Car seats got screens in them