This is a song about "Wet floors"

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

My flow'll strike like thunder and rain, that's why it stays wet

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

We mop the floors with the whackest cliques

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Give us this day, our daily bread

Lifes a bitch, that why i always keep its pussy wet.

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe