This is a song about "530"

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

What i would do for a glimpse of your nipples

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I'mma sign that work and release that

My decline in life is something most tragic

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Baby girl imma massage you and release dat tension

I would do awful awful things

Got racks, ain’t talking tits