This is a song about "Sweaty sketty girls"

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I get jelous when your with other girls

My palms sweaty, the mic's slippin thru cemeteries

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

I've become immune to you no name haters

Cassidy your different from other girls

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Cause i fuck all her brains out

Girls out her talkin bout

At stores they feed into me gettin all sweaty and nervous

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Fuck all you haters

But got love for them girls