This is a song about "Sweaty men"

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Im hot, and ready u better be sweaty,

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

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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

Now don’t it sound legendary

Brows grow sweaty but every petty