This is a song about "Tickle fetish"

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

U think you're funny?,i don’t know why i can’t laugh, come tickle ma tummy,

I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Should get the message you the type to satisfy my fetish

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Cus they got a murder fetish and a lion's bite!

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Writing rhymes is a fetish

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

You the type to satisfy my fetish