This is a song about "Sweaty palms"

Keeps me chilling perfectly relaxation with some palms trees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

The mic is now in my palms would you like me to drop bombs

So creepy famous that it's harder to outcast n haters crushed in palms blunted sin in tag hashes

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

That's why i shine like i does

Palms are sweaty, i'm nervous.