This is a song about "Wither"

Ain't gonna #drown, but #wither, stack up,

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Watching my woman of twenty years wither away,

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

When you're sitting there watching your wife wither away,

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

But his trigger finger itching, tongue was wither but still spitting.